I will find me some deer in July and see if this is really true
The deer really do roam the city freely. Although they congregate mainly in the park, they traverse around different parts of the city by pedestrian crossing. They seem to observe traffic rules. The males pose steadily when they see a camera, while the females shy away from the lens. They tolerate your touch as long as there is that potential promise of food. No food no touch. They can be aggressive (I pity the lady who was head butted and charged by a deer with 30cm antlers, but for the most part they mostly nip at your clothing and run against you to get attention. I told a deer “dame” (don’t in Japanese) and he stopped rubbing his head against me, took a step back, and started “rubbing” his head in the empty space next to me, which I think is considered bowing.
Publicity done right in an anti-rape campaign: double-page spread, pages glued to one another. After the reader forcefully separates them, the image above is revealed with the caption “if you have to use force, it’s rape”.
I think about dying but I don’t want to die. Not even close. In fact my problem is the complete opposite. I want to live, I want to escape. I feel trapped and bored and claustrophobic. There’s so much to see and so much to do but I somehow still find myself doing nothing at all. I’m still here in this metaphorical bubble of existence and I can’t quite figure out what the hell I’m doing or how to get out of it.Matty Healy (via ehtes)
My college did this thing today where they laid out the backpacks of students who have committed suicide. This is just a small portion of some of them. On top of the backpacks was a brief summary of who they were. Some backpacks even had things in them that bypassers could look at. Don’t ignore the signs of others.