Think of the children
they say when they see two men holding hands,
but they happily allow their children to watch
and play violent things
where two men are holding guns
rather than hands
but yes,
don’t hold hands,
think of the children
― j.a (via super-wolves)
6:42 pm  •  1 September 2014  •  115 notes
Maybe I never forgave you for leaving, because you broke my fucking heart.
― Alex Vause, Orange Is The New Black. (via t4citurna)
6:29 pm  •  1 September 2014  •  9,605 notes


If u got thick thighs I got heart eyes

magnumformer i’d kill for your thighs i love you so much bby
5:54 pm  •  1 September 2014  •  27,072 notes



what if childbirth is just the pain of the 9 periods you missed

and all this time i thought it was the baby ripping through your vagina

(Source: phanfrickintastic)

5:51 pm  •  1 September 2014  •  179,851 notes


nobody wants you to apologize for being privileged; they want you to stop using your privilege to do shit that demands a fucking apology.

2:51 pm  •  1 September 2014  •  13,400 notes

I’ve been wanting to contact you
but I can’t figure out what to say

because now it’s 1pm on September 1st
and I’m spinning around in the pink lingerie
you bought me for our anniversary
and I’m spinning so fast,
looking down,
watching the pink ruffles twist and turn
I’m so dizzy and I can’t stop laughing,
waiting for my eyes to focus
and when they do you’re not there
so I keep spinning.
I keep spinning.

because now it’s night time in our small town
and I’m up sitting crossed legged on my perfectly made bed
and I’m tapping my thumbs on my thighs
to the beat of all of the songs we used to sing.

because now it’s me driving across that bridge
to sit in my parent’s driveway
the same way we did when we were 16,
arms crossed in a bed of ants,
laughing into the night
at the same time as the singing crickets.

because now it’s my birthday
I make a wish
and it’s you.

I’ve been wanting to contact you
but I can’t figure out what to say

she said,
“tell me. tell me what you think you’d say.”
I laugh while pulling a lighter
out of the pocket of my yellow sundress
and whisper,
I’d say:

it’s me
and it’s always been you.

so I keep spinning and I keep spinning//d.a.h (via whisperingbones)
2:45 pm  •  1 September 2014  •  270 notes
Funny how they wait ‘till you’re gone just to miss you.
― Kanye West (To the World)

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1:23 pm  •  1 September 2014  •  12,815 notes



being too lazy to breathe will probably be the cause of my death tbh

sometimes I forget to breath. I actually go a while before realizing hey I haven’t taken a breath in a while I should probably do that

1:19 pm  •  1 September 2014  •  7,196 notes
The Buddhists say if you meet somebody and your heart pounds, your hands shake, your knees go weak, that’s not the one. When you meet your ‘soul mate’ you’ll feel calm. No anxiety, no agitation.
― Monica Drake - Clown Girl  (via screeches)

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1:16 pm  •  1 September 2014  •  215,923 notes