18 April 2014 @ 12:44 AM
13 hours ago via julietohara (originally brookheimers)
18 April 2014 @ 12:43 AM


*steps into shower*

*forgets to remove eyeliner*

*steps out of shower*

*Joins The Black Parade*

13 hours ago via omnificoctopus (originally solar-radiance)
18 April 2014 @ 12:41 AM

my heart cracked, really loved you bad 
gun shot, i’ll never get you back, never get you back

(Source: joeydeangelis)

13 hours ago via cancelingtheapocalypse (originally joeydeangelis)
18 April 2014 @ 12:35 AM


Illustrations by Gabriel Picolo

13 hours ago via dawningofnovelty (originally lohrien)
18 April 2014 @ 12:32 AM
#tw racism




Anyone who believes 300 years of oppression can be undone in a 50 year span does not have a basic comprehension of how this subjugation can become internalized and normalized, thus continuing to be a serious social issue


This can never be reblogged too many times.

13 hours ago via alpha-lady (originally blackmanonthemoon)
18 April 2014 @ 12:31 AM




13 hours ago via tyndalecode (originally st4y-punk)
18 April 2014 @ 12:26 AM

oh god!


oh god!

(Source: beatlequinatic)

13 hours ago via teganquinruinedmylife (originally beatlequinatic)
18 April 2014 @ 12:16 AM

Sebastian Stan is certainly a lost Romanian puppy.

(Source: clairelyonn)

13 hours ago via osointricate (originally clairelyonn)
17 April 2014 @ 10:42 PM
"I am sorry for filling you with beer and bad thoughts and then asking you why you shook. I am sorry for pinching you, for hitting you, for bruising the thin-skinned parts of you. I am sorry for the names I called you when we were fighting. You are not ugly. You are not useless. You would not be better off gone. I’m sorry for almost throwing you out into the street because my sadness was too much for me. I’m sorry for carving my fingernails into your thigh and then resenting the way people asked, “How’d that happen?” I’m sorry for plucking you and nicking your calves with drugstore razors. I’m sorry I let some people see you in the moonlight. They didn’t deserve to know the color of your hips like I do. I’m sorry for leaving you convulsing over a toilet bowl over some boy. I’m sorry I did not thank you for simply trying to take me where I wanted to go. I’m sorry I screamed at you to shrink, shrink, shrink when all you could do was grow. I’m sorry that this apology is ten years too late. I’m sorry that it will probably come again. I’m sorry that I do not treat anybody else as poorly as I have treated you. I’m sorry that I am constantly learning how to love you, when you have never once doubted how you feel about me. I’m sorry in ways I have not yet learned to communicate."
An Apology to My Body | Lora Mathis (via lora-mathis)
15 hours ago via cokelineforjesus (originally lora-mathis)
17 April 2014 @ 2:25 PM

23 hours ago via what-is-this-i-dont-even (originally randomweas)