And then a hero comes along With the strength to carry on And you cast your fears aside And you know you can survive So when you feel like hope is gone Look inside you and be strong And you’ll finally see the truth That a hero lies in you.
“One of the saddest days of my life was when my mother told me Superman did not exist… She thought I was crying because it’s like Santa Claus is not real. I was crying because there was no one coming with enough power to save us.”
i want to talk about kids of color & the superhuman/mutant discourse
These are the mugshots of William West and William West, and they are not related. They were both sent to Leavenworth Prison at the same time, in 1903, and after some confusion, the staff understood they had two different prisoners with the exact same name, who looked exactly alike. They are part of the reason fingerprints are now used as identification.