2 weeks ago on 3 April 2014 @ 7:06pm + 26,670 notes
via northernersfeel (originally briannamurphyy)







I’ve never had so many notes on a selfie. 

How could you not? gorgeous!

uuuugh all these cute ladies on my dash!

Oh god you could cosplay as Bioshock Infinite’s Elizabeth *A* <3

4 weeks ago on 26 March 2014 @ 5:14pm + 14,744 notes
via trestressalade (originally marysonofjames)
# mmfd


“I wish so much there had been a Rae when I was growing up. It would have made my life so much easier to have had someone real on TV that I could have looked at and gone: ‘I kind of look like her. I don’t look perfect, but she’s got friends. People love her so maybe people will like me for being me. I don’t have to change. I can just be myself…’ How can kids and teenagers feel comfortable when they can’t see anyone who looks like them anywhere?” - Sharon Rooney

1 month ago on 3 March 2014 @ 2:35pm + 51,794 notes
via ghostsies (originally ladyanastaciaspencer)
7 months ago on 6 September 2013 @ 3:04pm + 55,156 notes
via homoerotics (originally alonesomes)

My creative writing professor told me to stop
writing about love. I asked him why and he said,
“Because you have turned it over and over in your hands,
felt every angle, every fault, every inch,
every bruise. You have ruined it for yourself.”
I spent the next 3 weeks writing about science
and space. Stars exploding.
Getting sucked into a black hole.
How much I wished I could sleep inside of that nothingness
without being annihilated. What an exploding star
would taste like. If it would make our stomachs glow
like fireflies, or tingle and shake like pop rocks
under our tongue.

My creative writing professor told me that those poems
weren’t what he was looking for.
He tells me to stop writing about outer space.
Stop writing about science.
Again, I ask him why. Again, he says,
“You have ruined it for yourself.”
I spend the next three weeks writing about my mother,
how we are told we can’t make homes inside
of other human beings, but the foreclosure sign
on my mother’s empty womb tells me that women
who give birth know a different,
more painful truth.

My creative writing professor tells me I am both talented
and hopeless, that everything I write is both visceral and empty,
a walking circus with no animals inside
but a beautiful trapeze artist with a broken hip
selling popcorn in the entrance-way.

He tells me to stop writing about my mother. I don’t ask why.
I pick up my books and my notepad
and I leave his office with my war stories
tucked under my tongue like an exploding star,
like the taste of the last person I ever loved,
like my mother’s baby thermometer, and I do not look back.
We are all writing about our mothers, our lovers,
the empty space that we will never be able to breathe in.
We are all carrying stones in our pockets
and tossing them back and forth in our hands,
trying to explain the heaviness
and we will never stop writing about love,
about black holes, about how quiet it must have been
inside the chaos of my mother’s belly,
inside the chaos of his arms,
inside the chaos of the spaces in every poem
I have ever written.

None of this is ruined.
Do not listen to them when they tell you that it is.

Caitlyn Siehl, “My Creative Writing Professor Told Me to Stop Writing About Love” (via ezrotic)
8 months ago on 30 July 2013 @ 2:46pm + 282,943 notes
via dondaario (originally curtis-ballard)


Your body is made of the same elements that lionesses are built from. Three quarters of you is the same kind of water that beats rocks to rubble, wears stones away. Your DNA translates into the same twenty amino acids that wolf genes code for. When you look in the mirror and feel weak, remember, the air you breathe in fuels forest fires capable of destroying everything they touch. On the days you feel ugly, remember: diamonds are only carbon. You are so much more.

11 months ago on 25 May 2013 @ 9:34pm + 198,737 notes
via pembroke (originally overocea)
# lulz






Mendacia in “Saudade”

11 months ago on 29 April 2013 @ 6:36pm + 18,901 notes
via habsolutelyy (originally tumblinwithhotties)
11 months ago on 29 April 2013 @ 6:33pm + 5,702 notes
via zoeissocoollike (originally sarahlou39)


so fucking perfect HOW

11 months ago on 29 April 2013 @ 3:41pm + 99 notes
via theinkstainedknight (originally beautyimplosion)


i could use this. or any kind of cuddling things.