Around The World 🌍
Around The World 🌍
Remember who loved you no matter how fucked up in the head you were.
Me.  (via unlively)
smutno-mi-czasem:

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When you hear something you either don’t understand or agree with and you feel a judgmental attitude sprouting, dig it up. Don’t let it take root because it will grow weeds that kill your opportunity to learn and love the people around you, it will grow vines that suffocate any chance of compassion growing for one another, and eventually, if you let it take root and grow, it will construct a barricade that closes you into the lonely solidarity of self-righteousness.
LB, The Guts & Glory of Grace  (via maksg)
mickeycinco:

"She got you up all night too?"graffquotes
Ps. I did it

mickeycinco:

"She got you up all night too?"
graffquotes

Ps. I did it
breakinq:

following back tons

breakinq:

following back tons

escap3-th3-soci3ty:

♥
dontforgetyourself:

praisemypussy:

emfitzzz:

Holy shit. How are girls even straight.

I ask myself the same question all the time.


This shows me again how fucking gay I am.

dontforgetyourself:

praisemypussy:

emfitzzz:

Holy shit. How are girls even straight.

I ask myself the same question all the time.

This shows me again how fucking gay I am.

femalefitnesstips:

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femalefitnesstips:

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1hey:

it hurt when I stumbled across her. 
she was like broken glass all along the floor. 
but it was beautiful and my curiosity got the best of me. 
I remember looking at her and all I could see was pain. 
she had this insane look of desperation; you could almost feel it.
and yet her eyes were still hollow; like the life had been sucked out of her. 
I wanted to pick up her pieces. 
I wanted to put her back together.
and so I tried. I really did.
I got a little cut along the way. 
the more I tried to fix her the more fragile I became myself but I didn’t care. 
I wanted to see her happy. 
every time I made her laugh I thought about how I wanted to make her laugh forever. 
she was getting better. 
eventually she was put together enough to get up and walk away. 
but she didn’t take me with her. 
and I’ve been stuck sitting here where I first found her.
wondering if the pieces left on the floor are hers or mine.
I should probably get the fuck up.

1hey:

it hurt when I stumbled across her.
she was like broken glass all along the floor.
but it was beautiful and my curiosity got the best of me.
I remember looking at her and all I could see was pain.
she had this insane look of desperation; you could almost feel it.
and yet her eyes were still hollow; like the life had been sucked out of her.
I wanted to pick up her pieces.
I wanted to put her back together.
and so I tried. I really did.
I got a little cut along the way.
the more I tried to fix her the more fragile I became myself but I didn’t care.
I wanted to see her happy.
every time I made her laugh I thought about how I wanted to make her laugh forever.
she was getting better.
eventually she was put together enough to get up and walk away.
but she didn’t take me with her.
and I’ve been stuck sitting here where I first found her.
wondering if the pieces left on the floor are hers or mine.
I should probably get the fuck up.