Montana Hatcher

Here comes the sun ☀️ •UK• 💙

[Montana Hatcher @MontanaHatcher]

Ugh I can't wait for Thanksgiving

[Libra Barbie @LenValyrian]

Hilary is my BITCH

[Uzi @UziCryptoo]

My dad called me today

“Hey, i’m struggling to pay my property tax for this year. It went up almost $1500 to $8188 for the year versus $6600 for last year. I’m confused, i thought taxes were not to increase for two years. Did yours go up as well? This really sucks! They are trying to drive us out of the state.”

My dad is 76 and lives on social security. He’s lived in the same house since 1993. It’s been paid off for two decades.

Yet he owes $8k in property taxes, or the state of Texas will take his home.

This is criminal

[daz @MetamateDaz]

You'll have to pry the millennial “lol” at the end of every sentence from my cold dead hands.

[Esh @Eshaal0kk]

The intimacy of having a good conversation with a stranger and not exchanging contacts

[Spacesthetic @interiorsuckerr]

POV : You’re a 90s baby with access to adult money🤝

[Sadie @Sadie_NC]

Not sure if this is a thing everywhere, but seniors give their jerseys to the teachers who had the greatest impact on their lives. Thank you to the teachers who really make a difference in these kids' lives.

[goma @soigomaa]

Two teenagers from Pennsylvania just solved a problem most engineers ignored. Rohan Kapoor and Jack Reichert created the "Go Green Filter" — a 3D-printed device that attaches to your car's exhaust pipe. It doesn't just reduce emissions. It converts CO2 into oxygen. Using microalgae. The same process plants use — photosynthesis. They built a bio-reactor with water, LED lights, and living algae inside. The algae eat the carbon dioxide from your exhaust... and release clean oxygen back into the air. In testing? It cut emissions by 74%. They didn't wait for funding. Didn't wait for permission.
They 3D-printed the prototype themselves. Now it's being deployed in Indonesia. The cost? Low enough to scale globally. If this works at mass scale, it could reduce billions of tons of carbon annually. Two high school kids just did what billion-dollar companies haven't.

[Kia 🧸ྀི @xevekiah]

At my toddler’s pediatric appointment, the doctor commented that my 3-year-old was “built strong” and said, “She’s going to be a curvy one.”
I felt my stomach drop.

I asked him not to talk about my child’s body like that and requested a different provider.

The pushback didn’t come from the clinic.
It came from people around me.

“He’s a doctor, not a creep.”
“You’re projecting.”
“They talk about bodies all day.”
“You don’t want to be labeled a difficult mom.”

No one asked why a medical professional felt comfortable commenting on a little girl’s future body shape instead of her health.
No one asked why I had to override my instincts to keep the peace.

The system closed ranks around him.
Credentials were used as a shield.
My discomfort was treated like the real problem.

Medical misogyny is when women are taught that safeguarding their children’s bodies is “overreacting,”
but a man’s authority is treated as inherently harmless.

It’s not that harm has to occur for it to matter.
It’s that women are expected to wait until it does, and then explain why we didn’t stop it sooner.

[💗 @ma1ybe]

My sister was admitted for a routine delivery. It was a Low risk and Uncomplicated pregnancy. The kind staff like because nothing is supposed to go wrong. When she said she felt suddenly cold, then panicked for no clear reason, the nurse told her labor could do that. Adrenaline. Fear. Normal. Moments later she said she couldn’t breathe. Her chest felt heavy, wrong. Someone told her to slow her breathing. Someone else adjusted the fetal monitor. The baby’s heart rate wavered and suddenly the room snapped to attention. A crash cart came in, not for her, but for the fetus whose numbers were dropping.

When her heart stopped, it was described later as abrupt and unpredictable. The chart focused on the heroic efforts to deliver the baby. The condition that killed her, amniotic fluid embolism…was labeled rare, unavoidable, tragic. No one discussed the early dismissal of her distress as emotional, or how long it took for anyone to see her as the emergency.
The baby lived.
Her death was explained as fate but in reality it was medical neglect!

[Cee☆ @ceelune_]

my definition of fun time

[goma @soigomaa]

Just yesterday, I overheard grandma telling my Mom:
"If your daughter asks why you're putting on makeup, tell her it's to look fancy... not to look pretty. Sometimes she'll want to be fancy. but she's always beautiful.
Damnn, ladies, you all need to see this...

[Jennifer 🟥🔴🧙‍♀️🦉🐈‍⬛ 🦖 @babybeginner]

I have to give props to someone who went through all of this to help explain what to do if you fall through ice.

I learned something. I didn’t quite know all of this. Is it just me? Does everyone know this? He must be sooooo cold!!

[Camus @newstart_2024]

This woman woke up at 4 AM in 20° cold, worked out for two hours, faced a packed college Monday… and her first thought?

“I woke up this morning. I’m healthy. I get to move my body. I get to learn. And above all—Jesus loves me. Not because of anything I’ve done. Just because I’m His.”

No complaints. Just tears of gratitude.

A beautiful reminder: The greatest privilege isn’t the workout, the degree, or the sunrise—it’s waking up known and loved by our Creator.

If you’re breathing today, you’re already blessed beyond measure.
Don’t let the noise steal your thankfulness.

He loves you more than you’ll ever grasp.

[The Husky @Mr_Husky1]

My daughter is 14. She used to come home crying every day last year. Not because she failed a test. Not because of a bad grade.
Because a bunch of kids decided that loving crafts and handmade things wasn’t “normal.”
They called her names. Laughed at her projects, at the things she made, even at the way she spent her free time.
She stopped talking about her hobbies at school. For a while, I felt like I was losing her, piece by piece.
She started spending more time in her room—no phone, no drama—just her and whatever project she was working on. Quiet. I thought she was escaping.
But I was wrong.
She was building.
I run a small craft shop, selling handmade items and supplies. She always watched me work. Silently. I never pushed her to join because I didn’t want her to think she had to.
But one day I noticed she’d been researching tufting guns, watching tutorials on her tablet at night. She asked if she could use some birthday money to buy supplies. I said yes.
Then yesterday, she walked into the living room and unrolled this massive tufted rug across our floor—navy blue with huge orange, yellow, and cream flowers.
Made entirely by her.
No help from me. Just videos, her own determination, her hands, her brain, her quiet fire.
She looked me dead in the eye and said:
“They can laugh. But one day I’ll have my own shop too. Like yours. And they’ll wish they were nice to me.”
I broke. In the best way.
She didn’t cry.
She didn’t hide.
She created—out of spite, out of pride, out of power.
Let them laugh.
She’s already building something real.

By strength through unity

[The Sigma Mindset @thesigmamindset]

Bro figured out life... 🔥🔥

[DK🇺🇸🦅🇺🇸 @1Nicdar]

130 schools said no.
He led the losingest program in college football history to a national championship anyway.
Fernando Mendoza was a 2-star recruit from Miami.

He tried to walk on at his hometown school. They passed.
So did FIU.
So did FAU.
So did everyone else.

At 17, he was sitting in his bedroom, crying over a silent recruiting inbox—after driving to 18 camps with his dad and sending highlights to more than 100 programs.
Not one FBS offer.
His only option? Yale. No scholarship. No NFL path.

Everyone told him to be “realistic.”
“Know your place.”
“Be grateful.”
He didn’t listen.
Because Mendoza understood something most people miss:
The worst outcome isn’t failing.
It’s never getting the chance to try.

Two weeks before signing day in 2022, his phone rang.
Cal needed a body. One offer. Out of 134 schools.
He took it.
He arrived as the third-string quarterback.
Spent a year on the scout team.
Lost his first four starts.
Got sacked 41 times behind a broken offensive line.

Still got up. Every time.
Then Cal brought in a transfer instead of building around him.
So Mendoza left the only school that had ever said yes.
He transferred to Indiana—the losingest program in college football history.

People laughed.
“Career suicide.”
“Graveyard program.”
“Nobody wins there.”
One coach told him something different:
“I’m going to make you the best Fernando Mendoza possible.”
That was enough.
Mendoza wasn’t just playing for football.
His mother has battled multiple sclerosis for 18 years.

Before every snap, he thought of her.
“My mother is my why.”
Indiana went 16–0.
Beat six Top-10 teams.
Won their first Big Ten title since 1945.
Mendoza threw 41 touchdowns.
Won the Heisman—first in school history.
First Cuban-American to ever do it.

Then came the title game.
Miami. Near his hometown.
Fourth-and-4. Season on the line.
Quarterback draw.
The kid 134 schools rejected spun through defenders and dove into the end zone.

Game over.
Indiana—national champions.
The losingest program became the best team in America.
All because a 17-year-old refused to believe “no” was the end.

Rankings don’t decide your ceiling.
Gatekeepers don’t write your ending.
Being overlooked isn’t a verdict—it’s a starting point.

Sometimes all you need is one shot…
and the courage to bet on yourself when nobody else will.
Don’t quit.

Credit: Barclay Mullins

[Jonathan Slater @slater57649]

These are the people that should get Six figure bonuses

[Interesting AF @interesting_aIl]

When women create for women

[alex ⋆˙⟡♡⟡⋆˙ @wdwruffalo]

created a haircut, created fashion trends, influenced the english language, was one of the most rewatched shows on netflix and now on hbo

friends has a wide global impact and it remains relevant even 22 years after it ended.🫶🏻

[Science girl @sciencegirl]

"Success isn't linear" by Yoann Bourgeois

Success is not a straight line upwards, it's a journey with many falls, and the strength to get up, no matter how hard the fall.

📹Mathieu Stern.