punkrockluna:

The pride in his eyes in that last cap
punkrockluna:

The pride in his eyes in that last cap
punkrockluna:

The pride in his eyes in that last cap
punkrockluna:

The pride in his eyes in that last cap
punkrockluna:

The pride in his eyes in that last cap
punkrockluna:

The pride in his eyes in that last cap
punkrockluna:

The pride in his eyes in that last cap
punkrockluna:

The pride in his eyes in that last cap
punkrockluna:

The pride in his eyes in that last cap
punkrockluna:

The pride in his eyes in that last cap

punkrockluna:

The pride in his eyes in that last cap

"If you can’t explain it to a six year old, you don’t understand it yourself."
Albert Einstein (via purplebuddhaproject)
the-stoner-sage:

vraieronique:

Body Art by Gesine Marwedel, Germain artist.

Wow 😻
the-stoner-sage:

vraieronique:

Body Art by Gesine Marwedel, Germain artist.

Wow 😻
the-stoner-sage:

vraieronique:

Body Art by Gesine Marwedel, Germain artist.

Wow 😻
the-stoner-sage:

vraieronique:

Body Art by Gesine Marwedel, Germain artist.

Wow 😻
the-stoner-sage:

vraieronique:

Body Art by Gesine Marwedel, Germain artist.

Wow 😻
the-stoner-sage:

vraieronique:

Body Art by Gesine Marwedel, Germain artist.

Wow 😻
the-stoner-sage:

vraieronique:

Body Art by Gesine Marwedel, Germain artist.

Wow 😻
the-stoner-sage:

vraieronique:

Body Art by Gesine Marwedel, Germain artist.

Wow 😻
the-stoner-sage:

vraieronique:

Body Art by Gesine Marwedel, Germain artist.

Wow 😻
the-stoner-sage:

vraieronique:

Body Art by Gesine Marwedel, Germain artist.

Wow 😻

the-stoner-sage:

vraieronique:

Body Art by Gesine Marwedel, Germain artist.

Wow 😻

foreignpussy:

hkirkh:

godotal:

broken body

"I was born with glass bones and paper skin. Every morning I break my legs, and every afternoon I break my arms. At night, I lie awake in agony until my heart attacks put me to sleep."

YOU DID NOT QUOTE SPONGEBOB AND MAKE IT SOUND POETIC AND BEAUTIFUL

full-ofstarlight:

thesexydalek:


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I never thought about it until this gifset but ohgodfeels
full-ofstarlight:

thesexydalek:


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I never thought about it until this gifset but ohgodfeels
full-ofstarlight:

thesexydalek:


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I never thought about it until this gifset but ohgodfeels
full-ofstarlight:

thesexydalek:


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I never thought about it until this gifset but ohgodfeels
full-ofstarlight:

thesexydalek:


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I never thought about it until this gifset but ohgodfeels
full-ofstarlight:

thesexydalek:


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I never thought about it until this gifset but ohgodfeels
full-ofstarlight:

thesexydalek:


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I never thought about it until this gifset but ohgodfeels
full-ofstarlight:

thesexydalek:


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I never thought about it until this gifset but ohgodfeels

full-ofstarlight:

thesexydalek:

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I never thought about it until this gifset but ohgodfeels

Hurting that one person that you love so much

That’s the worst

"

It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s the sound I heard when I was 9 and my father slammed the front door so hard behind him I swear to god it shook the whole house. For the next 3 years I watched my mother break her teeth on vodka bottles. I think she stopped breathing when he left. I think part of her died. I think he took her heart with him when he walked out. Her chest is empty, just a shattered mess or cracked ribs and depression pills.

It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s all the blood in the sink. It’s the night that I spent 12 hours in the emergency room waiting to see if my sister was going to be okay, after the boy she loved, told her he didn’t love her anymore. It’s the crying, and the fluorescent lights, and white sneakers and pale faces and shaky breaths and blood. So much blood.

It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s the time that I had to stay up for two days straight with my best friend while she cried and shrieked and threw up on my bedroom floor because her boyfriend fucked his ex. I swear to god she still has tear streaks stained onto her cheeks. I think when you love someone, it never really goes away.

It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s the six weeks we had a substitute in English because our teacher was getting divorced and couldn’t handle getting out of bed. When she came back she was smiling. But her hands shook so hard when she held her coffee, you could see that something was broken inside. And sometimes when things break, you can’t fix them. Nothing ever goes back to how it was. I got an A in English that year. I think her head was always spinning too hard to read any essays.

It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s that I do.

"

It’s not that I don’t love you.  (via extrasad)

this is so brilliant

(via hellotitsy)

"You are the universe, expressing itself as human for a little while."
Eckhart Tolle (via psych-facts)

halftheskymovement:

Ten men involved in the shooting of Malala Yousafzai in 2012 have been arrested in Pakistan. The teenage activist was targeted by the group because of her campaign for women’s rights and equal education for girls. 

Malala, now 17, survived the gunshot wound to the head after being airlifted to the U.K. for treatment and has since become an emblem for defiance in the region and a leading advocate for girls’ education. 

Read more via TIME.

wanderthewood:

Library at All Souls College, Oxford, England by Nfielden

killjimmybuffett:

My favorite moment of Breaking Bad was that oh-so-painful but inevitable scene where Walt has to reveal to his family of his double life as his alter-ego Matt Berninger, vocalist for indie soft rock band The National