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“There are two reasons why people don’t talk about things; either it doesn’t mean anything to them, or it means everything”
Luna Adriana (via suspend)

angrychickpea:

i find it funny that “i like big butts” has always been a well-liked song, but as soon as Nicki Minaj samples it and shows off her amazing ass in a video, suddenly OH MY GOD WHAT A SLUT PUT THAT AWAY

like, it’s okay for a guy to talk about how much he loves butts
but it’s not okay for women to love their own butts

funny how that works

tiasiandaly:

diinkle-berg:

me at the end of the school year.

i want this gif on my grave stone.

tiasiandaly:

diinkle-berg:

me at the end of the school year.

i want this gif on my grave stone.

"I don’t have  p e r f e c t  teeth, I’m not stick thin. I want to be the person who feels great in her body and can say that she  l o v e s  it and doesn’t want to change anything.” — Emma Watson

okay Hazel Grace? Okay!
“Don’t ever feel bad for making a decision that upsets other people. You are not responsible for their happiness. You are responsible for your happiness.”
— Isaiah Henkel (via weareallgettingby)

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.

Kelsey Danielle, “A Diary of Colors”  (via pigmenting)

ephiros:

kishona:

ephiros:

monasticmaestoso:

none of those words are the correct words why does this have 6,000 notes

OH MY GOD

are these linkin park lyrics

It’s so unreal

destielocked:

writing seems so easy until you start writing

euo:

Pages from my diary in December 2013