it only took me a day
to realize that the things i
thought were beautiful
were ugly and
confusing to you.
it only took me another 1,460
if we’re estimating,
that was reason enough
to let you go quietly.
Edvard Munch - “From my rotting body, flowers shall grow and I am in them, and that is eternity.”
The dirt all over me and grass swaying over my head….. Death is a beautiful thing
new bra from victoria secret! :)
A woman stands in her bedroom. She is with her attractive male lover. The air is filled with desire. They both look into each other’s eyes. The female, with a slightly bashful smile, takes off her clothes, starting with the pants first, and finally the shirt. She is wearing the bra. The man’s eyes opened wider in interest. His interest is peaked. The woman strutted closer to him, her eyes batting and her smile growing. She leans into his ear and with a breathy voice, she spoke:
i am done with the internet
As I roll over and die
"I want you. I want your sleepy confused look when you wake up. I want to be the warmth that fills the space in your bed. I want to be the sheets your fingers crave at night; the blanket that wraps around you all night. I want to drink tea with you, share some records we find. I want to talk about everything in the world newspapers. I want to discuss with you, to be stubborn and quick-witted with you. I want to have differences between us. I want your flaws. All of them. I want go into the deepest corners of your mind and never get bored of you. I want to be surprised by the new all the time. I want to look at you like a movie, a living piece of art; always trying to chase what you crave … and capture you."
Elay Neal Moses (via h-o-r-n-g-r-y)
I want you
What they did not want you to ever find out is that your generation, the generation born between 1980-1995, actually outnumbers the Baby Boomers. They knew that if you ever turned your eye towards political reform, you could change the world. They tried to keep you sated on vapid television shows and vapid music. They cut off your education and fed you brain candy. They took away your music and gave you Top Ten pop stations. They cut off your art and replaced it with endless reality shows for you to plug into, hoping you would sit quietly by as they ran the world. We as a society are only as strong as our weakest link. Give ‘em hell, kids.
I’ve never loved a post so much in the history of tumblr
Wake up, wake up, wake up. This post has always resonated so loudly with me. This is the truth. Open your eyes.
I was just talking with my parents last night that it is about time that we all stand up in a revolution like in the 60’s but this time it will be different. We will not stop until we get what we want.
Cantor’s Softshell Turtle is a freshwater turtle, native to Cambodia, which can grow up to 6 feet in length. It spends 95 percent of its life buried and motionless in the sand surfacing twice a day to take a breath.
It’s weird how in animals seeing ribs/collar&hip bones is considered sick or even abusive, but in people that’s considered beautiful.
This may have just changed my life.