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elvis depressedly – inside you (3,079 plays)

obi-wantreehill:

inside you // elvis depressedly

i want to find you 
a way out of my head 
the world is ending inside you 
let it love you to death

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A line of roses lines the street where Michael Brown was shot

A line of roses lines the street where Michael Brown was shot

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kissmyassanorexia:

thoughtsofalonglostprincess:

fruitblr:

This is amazing

90% of women get rolls like this or bigger when they bent over or sit down. Why are we so ashamed of something so natural?! Why do we hate our bellies because of something as ridiculous as rolls? Who is society to tell us that it’s unnatural to have a belly pouch?

FUCKING THIS

kissmyassanorexia:

thoughtsofalonglostprincess:

fruitblr:

This is amazing

90% of women get rolls like this or bigger when they bent over or sit down. Why are we so ashamed of something so natural?! Why do we hate our bellies because of something as ridiculous as rolls? Who is society to tell us that it’s unnatural to have a belly pouch?

FUCKING THIS

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"The sun is perfect and you woke this morning. You have enough language in your mouth to be understood. You have a name, and someone wants to call it. Five fingers on your hand and someone wants to hold it. If we just start there, every beautiful thing that has and will ever exist is possible. If we start there, everything, for a moment, is right in the world."

Warsan Shire (via blackqueerboi)

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"Its all energy. Transform it. See it all in loving ways. Choose."

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"Wanna know the fucking truth? Nobody is fucking happy. Nobody has skin made from oil paint and sunlight. Nobody fucking understands this world. Fuck, nobody understands math as much as they claim. You’re here one day and the next you’re not. God? Religion? I’ve learned a lot more about the world by eating acid and swallowing pills. Tell me what your church has done for you? Tell me if you have holes in your mouth from speaking lies? Wanna know the fucking truth? Pity is just another word for pathetic. Drink beer and watch the sunrise from every rooftop. Take photographs naked. Take photographs kissing. Take photographs having sex. Stop making everything about sexuality. Wanna know the fucking truth? Nobody really gives a damn if you lost your virginity at fourteen or if you were the president in high school. Wanna know the fucking truth? There is no such thing as the right person. People leave. They change like ocean currents, they leave you with bruises in your calves. And you wanna know the fucking truth? You get better. You learn to love. You find God in between the cracks of a wall when you’re puking your limbs out. You wanna know the fucking truth? Go find it."

something someone should have told me when i was eighteen  (via irynka)

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