"You’re going to lose weight, and buy a closet full of new clothes, and whiten your teeth, and cut your hair, and move to a great apartment in a different city, and make new cooler friends. And you’re still going to be unhappy."
"Don’t say you hate your fam-" No.
"Omg you should love your fami-" No.
"Be grateful they’re your famil-" No.
If you have been bullied, hit, teased, put down, hurt, lied to, or hated by your own family; you don’t need to justify how you feel. You don’t need to explain yourself. You are allowed to hate a family member or dislike a family member if they’ve given you a reason to.
this is so fucking important
"Some people die at 15 but aren’t buried until 85"
Meet the faces of the “I’m Sorry” campaign, a group of Christians who go to Chicago’s pride celebrations every year to apologize for their past hateful actions against LGBT people. The group started in 2010 and has since moved to other cities across the world. This is what love looks like. (via the Advocate)
Optical Illusions That Will Prove You Have A Naughty Mind →
You can’t help but see these pictures as something dirty, even though they’re not!
NUMBER 7 IS NOT A MANS BODY. THATS NOT HOW ANATOMY WORKS. THAT IS A BUTT
THE BOOTY/BICEP ONE TOOK ME FOREVER BUT I FINALLY SAW IT ITS NOT A BUTT
THE BOOTY/BICEP ONE
THE GUY IS LOOKING TO THE RIGHT IF THAT HELPS
IT STILL LOOKS LIKE A BOOTY
BUT I KINDA SEE THE BICEP GUY NOW
I SEE IT NOW, but his bicep wouldn’t look like a bubble like that, and WHY does he have a “mask” that looks like a shirt?! It’s definitely a booty though, but when you look at it the right way you can think it’s a guy.
"This house creaks and moans
even when no one moves.
I can relate.
I think my bones are filled with lead,
I think I’d sink to the ocean
if you had the gull to throw me in.
I wish you would.
My fingers ache from holding onto
things I have no business hoarding,
things I have no business loving.
What I am trying to say is
I wouldn’t mind a little rest."
"I know now that we never get over great losses; we absorb them, and they carve us into different, often kinder, creatures."
I am an alley that no one will enter alone."