laceyfashionista:

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laughinguntilithurtsradhttp://laughinguntilithurts.tumblr.com/post/75314864822http://theroyaltenenbaums.tk/post/63092425527/if-u-see-me-smiling-in-public-it-means-im-laughing

petewanks:

if u see me smiling in public it means im laughing at the jokes i tell myself in my head 

textpostsrustext posts r us~http://textpostsrus.co.vu/post/75315004490/moshingice-you-ever-wanna-fuck-the-living-shit

moshingice:

you ever wanna fuck the living shit outta somebody but also cook for them and make sure they’re emotionally stable?

shittyteenblogi do not knowhttp://shittyteenblog.tumblr.com/post/73996863541/for-you-to-insult-me-i-must-first-value-yourhttp://iamcharliesangel.tumblr.com/post/64227705428/for-you-to-insult-me-i-must-first-value-your
For you to insult me, I must first value your opinion.
-annoyingwhyhttp://-annoying.tumblr.com/post/73958044087/5-things-they-dont-teach-you-in-highschool-1http://passionandcoffeestains.tumblr.com/post/70974676303

5 Things They Don’t Teach you in Highschool:

1) You’re going to leave the house at 2AM, 16 with nothing in your pockets but 50 bucks and a bus ticket. It won’t feel real. You’re going to think you’re leaving, but you aren’t going anywhere.

2) Swallow your fucking pride and go back inside. Lock your bedroom door, put your hands over your ears, bring your knees to your chest and when you’re ready, let your walls disintegrate and the sadness flood in, because baby I promise you, you’ll feel better if you just let yourself drown. Even if it’s the third goddamn time that week.

3) He’s going to taste like Newports, Trident spearmint and desperation. You’re going to taste like Lime-a-Rita’s and anxiety. You will tell yourself you need this. But you don’t. I promise you. You don’t. You don’t.

4) You’re going to have girlfriends who fall for boys who treat them like absolute shit. Do not learn from them. If a boy calls you a bitch, spit in his face and leave.

5) Do it even if it’s the hardest thing you’ve ever had to do. Even if you’re still convinced that he was hiding galaxies beneath his skin. Because baby I promise you, he was the always dark night sky and you were always the full moon. No question bout’ it.




dispopular:

at least i finally got called pretty

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vesta-88:

i dont play assassins creed, but is this like the entire plotline or something??

Yes. It is. 
loveyourchaosUrsa Major; The Great Bearhttp://loveyourchaos.tumblr.com/post/73960853064http://pigmenting.tumblr.com/post/40125824510/my-second-grade-teacher-liked-to-ask-us-how-do
My second grade teacher liked to ask us,
“How do you feel today, on a scale of one to ten?”
Ten always meant I’m super, thank you
and one was always not today, Mrs. MacAuley, not today.
But I never liked numbers, they would always
twist and rebel against my mind so I chose
to speak in colors instead.

January third - I am the color
of mint chocolate chip ice cream
but I’ve eaten all the chocolate chips.
I am calm.

February seventh - I am a bruise of
blues and violets today. I think it would
be best if I sat by the window.
These are unhappy colors.

April eleventh - I am turquoise, I am magenta,
I am every color in the rainbow.

April thirtieth - I am gray, I am silent.

May first - I am orange, the color of melting
creamsicles on a beach in July.

June twelfth - I am as yellow as the school bus
that will bring me home to summer. I am free.

Twelve years later, I still use colors.
The winter makes me feel cobalt blue, the ocean
turns me a seafoam green. Violets and purples
leave me uneasy and scarlet is a fever of fury.
Some nights I drown in shades of navy, denim,
and cornflower but other nights I meditate in forests of
harlequin and shamrock.

But you,
you leave me a blinding white followed by a soft yellow:
the color of sunlight after a period of darkness.