The greatest thing you'll ever learn is just to love, and be loved in return.
"   Incredible change happens in your life when you decide to take control of what you do have power over instead of craving control over what you don’t.   "
Steve Maraboli, Life, the Truth, and Being Free (via suhl)
"   Has it ever struck you that life is all memory, except for the one present moment that goes by you so quick you hardly catch it going?   "
The Milk Train Doesn’t Stop Here Anymore by Tennessee Williams (via themilkywhiteway)

bethrevis:

you could kill a man in any of these dresses, and pretty sure no jury would convict you. those are killing-men dresses, that’s what i’m saying

sodamnrelatable:

but it was NOT YOUR FAULT BUT MINE

and it was YOUR HEART ON THE LINE

i really FUCKED IT UP THIS TIME

didn’t I MY DEAR

didn’t I my -

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"   I am fucking insane but my intentions are gold and my heart is pure.   "
(via rawkiss)

melting-candles:

sometimes im spongebob and sometimes im squidward

navi-is-the-consulting-companion:

gaygermans:

radwolfs:

every belieber needs to fucking watch this

This is so short, yet so powerful. Truly moving; watch it.

oh my god. 

buttart:

dominicandeathtrap:

i just forgot about all my problems

this kid is one billion times more real than i’ll ever be

thebatteur:

once in kindergarten a girl asked me to write “super girl” on her arm since i was the only kid who could write so i wrote “shit” on her arm and i hid under the table for like 30 minutes then the teacher found me and yelled at me then called my parents and my dad laughed so hard he cried

"  

If I could,
I would turn girls into dragons.

Girls whose skin
has been stained by filthy hands,
girls who are forced
to face those familiar hands
day after day,

give them armor.

Girls who are told
that womanhood means duty,
who dig
and sweat
and carry
and labor,
girls who break their backs
on someone else’s burden,

give them spiked spines.

Girls trapped in cycles:
cycles of abuse
addiction
poverty
pain
cycles they can’t even name,
cycling
cycling
down the drain
and thrown out with the bathwater,

give them claws.

Girls
who chomp down on fear
hiding behind their teeth,
who swallow it whole
because it’s the only nourishment they’ll get,

give them razor fangs.

Girls
who thirst for knowledge
in the middle of a drought,
girls whose minds
are considered as real as their suffering,

give them fire
to burst from their mouths
in place of the words that no one hears.

Girls
whose bodies are not their own;
who are meant for decoration
and cannot decorate themselves,
who are meant for pleasure
and cannot pleasure themselves,
who are meant to be examples
and cannot exemplify themselves,

give them wings
to fly far, far away,

taste freedom in the sky,
and see it for what it should be:
a right, not a privilege.

Every girl
who is considered a possession
or a prize
or a plaything,

who lives
confined by people
who call condescension “love”
and manipulation “compromise”
and fear “respect”
and silence “consent,”

give her eyes
that strike terror into the heart
of anyone who would call her weak.

Gift girls with dragonhood
when personhood is a myth.

  "
Dragonhood by Sarah C. (via inclementweatherdelay)