I’m sorry, but if lesbians can control themselves in a girls only changing room with ass naked woman waltzing around. Then I figure men should be able to control them selves with clothed girls walking down the street. Just a thought.
Next time you go walking around barefoot in the water…
Dear Future Daughter
1-When you’re at some party, chain smoking on the roof with some strange girl with blue hair and exorbitant large eyes, ask her about her day. I promise you, you won’t regret it. Often times you’ll find the strangest of people have the most captivating stories to tell.
2- Please never mistake desire for love. Love will engulf your soul while desire will emerge as acid, slowly making it’s way through your veins; gradually burning you from the inside out.
3-No one is going to fucking save you. Anything you’ve read or heard otherwise is bullshit.
4- One day a boy is going to come along who’s touch feels like fire and who’s words taste like vanilla. When he leaves you, you will want to die. If you know anything at all, know that it is only temporary.
5-Your mental health comes before school baby, always. If its midnight and you have an exam the next day but your hands have been shaking for the past hour and a half and you’re not sure you wanna be alive anymore, pull out that carton of Ben and Jerry’s and afterward, go the fuck to bed. So what if you get a 68% on the exam the next day? You took care of yourself and at the end of the day that will always come before a high test score. To hell with anyone who says differently.
When you’re thirteen and want to paint your nails black, I’ll rummage through an old drawer and give you my own polish.
When you look at me and say ‘Momma I’m lost’ I’ll turn you toward the mirror and say ‘Run darlin’ , don’t ever let them find you’
When the first day of high school comes and you hurry to get out of the car with nerves in your hands, I’ll tell you ‘Don’t run. Walk slow. You’ll make it through’
When you go on your first date, I’ll remember my first date. I’ll remember the look on my own mother’s face when he didn’t open my car door and Baby, if he doesn’t open the car door, remember your momma saying he doesn’t get to open anything else either.
One day a boy will break your heart and when you lock yourself in your room, I’ll buy you a journal, a brand new pen, a 2 liter of strawberry soda and a potted violet with a note something like: “White oleanders are poisonous and so is heartache. Violets symbolize something that I’ve since forgotten. And strawberry soda drowns out the salt in your tears.”
One day you’ll pack your things. I’ll write you letters and send you candles in the mail. You’ll marry young or maybe old.
You’ll have a daughter of your own and watch the sun rise in her eyes. Just remember to never look up what violets symbolize and when she looks at you with tears in her eyes saying ‘Momma I’m lost.’ turn her toward the mirror and say “Run darlin’ don’t ever let them find you.’
And when they say you’re too much soul for one person, remember the white oleander, remember how their poison makes them beautiful…
This is important
Today I saw a Buddhist monk in his robes cracking himself up taking selfies with a cardboard cut out of the Pope. I’ve seen world peace, and it thinks it’s hilarious.
'Through the Valley's of Wales'
By Freddie Ardley Photography
I don’t get these posts that go like “part of me wants to be a hot girl at the bar and the other part of me wants to read and sip tea in a bookstore”
like you can wear red lipstick and a leather jacket and sip tea and dance in the rain and go to the gym and curl up in bed and get turnt the fuck up and go to church
you can literally have it all sis
the world is yours
This is the most inspiring thing I have ever read
I think kissing is the most pure and raw form of physical contact there could ever be. Sex is intimate, sure, but you can have sex with anyone. A kiss though, my god. A kiss can change your world. A small touch between two pairs of lips can blow your mind. Whether it be short and sweet, or long and intense. And when you find someone that looks at you like you’re more beautiful than a blossoming rose; you never want to feel another’s lips against yours ever again.
The only sort of pictures you should be reblogging of Jennifer Lawrence
have unfollowed 20+ blogs on here already and i will unfollow anyone else who reblogs nude photos taken NON-CONSENSUALLY from these women. it is sexual violation (fueled by the objectification of women) and anybody who participates that is the literal scum of the earth