“Do one thing every day that scares you.”

“Do one thing every day that scares you.”

kmbrlyhrt:


lights, new york, december 2013

kmbrlyhrt:

lights, new york, december 2013

(via bake-me-cupcakes)

Aarrghh!!.. ¿Por qué tiene que ser tan frustrante estudiar?

humansofnewyork:

"My father is a surgeon in Pakistan. One day when I was in ninth grade, he picked me up from school, and told me that we needed to check on one of his patients before going home. When we got to the hospital, he asked me if I wanted to come inside. I told him I’d rather wait in the car, but he insisted. He took me up to the room of one of his patients. There was a woman lying in bed. My father had removed a tumor from her face, and then he’d restructured the bone to repair the damage. As soon as the woman saw my father, she started crying and kissing his hand. She’d already paid for the surgery. Yet she was still that grateful. She acted as if he’d given her new life. That was the day I decided I wanted to go into medicine."

humansofnewyork:

"My father is a surgeon in Pakistan. One day when I was in ninth grade, he picked me up from school, and told me that we needed to check on one of his patients before going home. When we got to the hospital, he asked me if I wanted to come inside. I told him I’d rather wait in the car, but he insisted. He took me up to the room of one of his patients. There was a woman lying in bed. My father had removed a tumor from her face, and then he’d restructured the bone to repair the damage. As soon as the woman saw my father, she started crying and kissing his hand. She’d already paid for the surgery. Yet she was still that grateful. She acted as if he’d given her new life. That was the day I decided I wanted to go into medicine."

(via wondvrous)

(via vanish)

humansofnewyork:

"I built this book cart after my bagpipes got stolen, because I couldn’t afford a new set of bagpipes, and I needed to support myself. I used to sell teddy bears too. But one day last year, three undercover policeman showed up and took me to jail. It was just like a TV show— one was dressed like a rapper, the other like a hooker, and the other like a tourist. They said you need a permit to sell manufactured goods. You’re allowed to sell art, just not manufactured goods. I tried to tell them that my teddy bears were art because I dressed them and customized them. But all they said was: ‘You’re going to jail.’ I had to spend 2 days in jail. The judge threw out the case. But they never gave me back my teddy bears."

humansofnewyork:

"I built this book cart after my bagpipes got stolen, because I couldn’t afford a new set of bagpipes, and I needed to support myself. I used to sell teddy bears too. But one day last year, three undercover policeman showed up and took me to jail. It was just like a TV show— one was dressed like a rapper, the other like a hooker, and the other like a tourist. They said you need a permit to sell manufactured goods. You’re allowed to sell art, just not manufactured goods. I tried to tell them that my teddy bears were art because I dressed them and customized them. But all they said was: ‘You’re going to jail.’ I had to spend 2 days in jail. The judge threw out the case. But they never gave me back my teddy bears."