ericscissorhands:

My variant of: (X)

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honey-boo-boo:

queen of interviews

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dauntlessoldier:

4th of July posts

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628,933 notes   -  17 June 2014

mariavontraphouse:

There are ppl out here withholding affection from their sons thinking that’s gonna make them men

But what it does is make them grown ass men who can’t handle affection because they never had it before

26,117 notes   -  17 June 2014

i want a word for the almost-home.

that point where the highway’s monotony becomes familiar
that subway stop whose name will always wake you from day’s-end dozing
that first glimpse of the skyline
that you never loved until you left it behind.

what do you call the exit sign you see even in your dreams?
is there a name for the airport terminal you come back to,
comfortably exhausted?

i need a word for rounding your corner onto your street,
for seeing your city on the horizon,
for flying homewards down your highway.

give me a word for the boundary
between the world you went to see
and the small one you call your own.

i want a word for the moment you know
you’re almost home.

there and back again, n.m.h. (via anoraborealis)
43,748 notes   -  17 June 2014

wh1sp3r:

l3ulletproof-heart:

coc4inee-cookies:

melodious-shenanigans:

earthquaking:

gueravonlok:

My heart just broke…..

oh ym god what does it say after “but i’m”

“Hungry”
“Ashamed to beg, but I’m hungry”

crying

Had to reblog. While some people are wasting cash on the newest cars, clothes, etc. We have people practically starving here. It’s sickening how selfish some people can be and how reality is. But I have to say, thank god for the people who actually have a heart to help the ones who struggle. We’re all human beings, nobody deserves this.

:’(

Before I met him, I would dance in the shower. When he was in my life, I would think about showering with him. After he left, I would sit on the ground in the shower and cry. When I got over him, I showered so quickly there was no time for dancing, fantasies or tears. Someone can invade the smallest parts of your life, you won’t even realize it until you dance in the shower again and wonder why you ever stopped. wow. (via heylookitstimmy)
319,533 notes   -  17 June 2014

When you meet a boy
With wounds deeper than yours
Do not enter his bloodstream
Hoping to save him,
Because, love, you will fail-
People can’t be saved,
They’re not things to be repaired.

The most you can do
Is heal your own wounds,
And be there
When he saves himself.

m.v., He needs you, not a superhero.  (via findingwordsforthoughts)
5,618 notes   -  17 June 2014


honey-boo-boo:

never forget

54,700 notes   -  17 June 2014