leepyr:

doitforasgard:

samcannon:

“You can’t control the Universe. You are the water, not the rock.” 

But actually, after a very long time, if it keeps going, the water will eventually shape the rock. You don’t realize it at first but it’s happening, it happens every second. Yes, you’re the water, but if you can’t see how you changed the universe, it doesn’t mean you didn’t.

You are what everyone needs in their life
"     I wish I could bleed the way I used to. I’d roll down my blinds, roll up my sleeves, ties back my hair and unzip my veins. Methodical, obsessed. I used to keep my room clean, used to stack books next to my bed so I could read them in my dreams but now they live on shelves, on the other side of my room, their spines don’t face outwards because I never want to know what I’m picking up. Ive stopped reading.
     I sat on the end of a jetty at 2am with a bottle of whiskey I stole out of my parents cabinet and I drank to the sound of your name as it played through my mind, and I spent hours contemplating what would happen if I just stepped off. I remember the blood and I remember watching it swirl in circles down the sink and I remember feeling lightheaded and I remember waking up on the bathroom floor and I had ruined my favourite shirt so I burned it with the letters from him. In my dreams, he kisses my forehead in assured confidence and I let him touch me but now I flinch everytime I see a hand move; I wish I could learn to stop talking.
      I am sitting at the edge of a tombstone with the name engraved that looks like my uncles but it doesn’t have enough life in it anymore and I’m kissing the grass with tears and my mother is worried about me again she follows me around the house but here I am safe and I tell him about the girl I met and I tell him about the songs I hear everytime I think of his name and I tried so hard to fix myself for him that I died when he broke.
     Time passes differently in poetry. Because in real life today I sat on the edge of my shower and kissed the back of my hand and then unzipped my wrists to let out all the anguish that I cant help but feel and I watched as the threads snapped and I laughed out loud and then I fell asleep for three hours and it has nothing to do with you its all in my own mind but I should have warned you that I’m more fucked up than you thought."

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allkillernofiller:

real talk how often are you meant to change your bra

frienclzonecl:

one time my sister was working at home depot and got called down to help handle an outrageously angry man returning a lawnmower and it was our dad

cybergy:

DUDE OMG

beyoncebeytwice:

i need more redeeming qualities my amazing sense of humor isnt getting me anywhere

  • Me: Who's a good boy?
  • Dog: ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????
  • Me: YOU'RE A GOOD BOY!
  • Dog: !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
  • ellenpageofficial:

    kobetyrant:

    llttlemermaid:

    OHHHH MY GODDDD I THOUGHT SHE WAS GONNA DO BLACK FACE BUT IT TURNED OUT SO MUCH BETTER THAN I EXPECTED

    spread this like wildfire

    My Thought on How to Get Away With Murder

    apophisoffandoms:

    1. Strong Female Leads
    2. Dark Side of the Law
    3. Gay Main Character
    4. Dark Plot Already
    5. People of Color as the main characters
    6. Well Written Plot
    7. Time Jumps
    8. Calling People Out On Their Bullshit
    9. EVERYONE NEEDS TO GO WATCH THIS SHOW