booforce:

my friend who snorts cocaine won’t eat cookie dough because it’s bad for you

(Source: biforce, via psychoticmurderer)

thisisnotmyfairytaleendingg:

"Once you’ve been on that ledge, you can never forget it. That deep, dark place never goes away. It haunts you, beckons you back"

thisisnotmyfairytaleendingg:

"Once you’ve been on that ledge, you can never forget it. That deep, dark place never goes away. It haunts you, beckons you back"

(via psychoticmurderer)

And soon enough you’ll actually love yourself

And soon enough you’ll actually love yourself

(Source: leanstrongsexy, via fuck-life-im-becoming-a-nudist)

"

Here’s what our parents never taught us:

You will stay up on your rooftop until sunlight peels away the husk of the moon,
chainsmoking cigarettes and reading Baudelaire, and
you will learn that you only ever want to fall in love with someone
who will stay up to watch the sun rise with you.

You will fall in love with train rides, and sooner or later you will
realize that nowhere seems like home anymore.

A woman will kiss you and you’ll think her lips are two petals
rubbing against your mouth.

You will not tell anyone that you liked it.
It’s okay.
It is beautiful to love humans in a world where love is a metaphor for lust.

You can leave if you want, with only your skin as a carry-on.

All you need is a twenty in your pocket and a bus ticket.
All you need is someone on the other end of the map, thinking about the supple
curves of your body, to guide you to a home that stretches out for miles
and miles on end.

You will lie to everyone you love.
They will love you anyways.

One day you’ll wake up and realize that you are too big for your own skin.

Molt.
Don’t be afraid.

Your body is a house where the shutters blow in and out
against the windowpane.

You are a hurricane-prone area.
The glass will break through often.

But it’s okay. I promise.

Remember,
a stranger once told you that the breeze
here is something worth writing poems about.

"

“Here’s What Our Parents Never Taught Us,” Shinji Moon (via commovente)

(via brokenandinneedofrepair)

outrunmyself:

esm398:

jakebumlick:

pika-brew:

pika-brew:

My roommate and I are really sick and we look like shit, but we were hungry so we ordered pizza.
But we didn’t want anyone to see us, so we asked them over the phone if we can leave the money on the door and they can just drop off the pizza.

The guy said sure.

So we decided to leave a nice little note
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and we hung it above the door bell. I hope they like it!

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oMGGGG

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pizza cares

Pizza understands

Pizza is always there.

outrunmyself:

pinecunt:

russellcampot:

fallonfanatic:

Inspirational stuff. He’s trying to find the man that saved his life.
Hits home that reblogging those ‘please don’t do it’ posts can definitely make a difference.
Linky to full story: [X]

Respect

He found him:
http://metro.co.uk/2014/01/30/finding-mike-jonny-benjamin-reunited-with-the-stranger-who-saved-him-from-suicide-bid-4282482/
One small act of kindness can make a difference. This proves it.

outrunmyself:

pinecunt:

russellcampot:

fallonfanatic:

Inspirational stuff. He’s trying to find the man that saved his life.

Hits home that reblogging those ‘please don’t do it’ posts can definitely make a difference.

Linky to full story: [X]

Respect

He found him:
http://metro.co.uk/2014/01/30/finding-mike-jonny-benjamin-reunited-with-the-stranger-who-saved-him-from-suicide-bid-4282482/

One small act of kindness can make a difference. This proves it.

vixio:

why is underwear so expensive like wtf its a sheet of fabric that covers ur dinky doo 

(via tipsyandtragic)