lotuslopez:

darkbluetile:

this post is my dream come true

babies with babies

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"And one day, your name didn’t make me smile anymore."

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omg this

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hotbritishguyspluscats:

I don’t think I’ve ever seen a picture that so fully summed up what it is to be a cat owner. 

hotbritishguyspluscats:

I don’t think I’ve ever seen a picture that so fully summed up what it is to be a cat owner. 

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See what your followers think of you

Black: I would date you.
Green: I think you’re cute.
Blue: You are my tumblr crush.
Grey: I wish you would notice me.
Purple: I don’t talk to you but I really love your blog.
Teal: We have a lot in common.
Yellow: FUCK ME, LET’S FUCK.
Orange: I don’t like your blog.
Brown: I don’t like you.
Pink: I think you are unattractive.
Red: I hate you with a burning passion.
White: Marry me.

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perfectionstoomainstream:

I’ve saved this since March to post.

perfectionstoomainstream:

I’ve saved this since March to post.

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underneaththehiddensmile:

hello, my name is…

underneaththehiddensmile:

hello, my name is…

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"

All my life I’ve had people tell me;
“You’re 16. What do you know?
You don’t pay taxes.
You don’t pay bills or a mortgage.
You don’t worry about having a job.
You don’t have mouths to feed.”

You’re right.
I’m only 16.
But at the age of 13 I was already contemplating suicide.
At the age of 13 I was relentlessly told how ugly, fat, and untalented I was.
How I would never amount to anything.

At 15 I held a bottle of pills in my hands several times a week.
At 15 my parents fought so loudly the whole house would shake.
At 15 I started telling myself how fat and worthless I was.
At 15 I stopped eating for two months.

By the age of 16 my thighs were covered in battle scars.
At 16 I learned what it was like to pray every night that I wouldn’t wake up to see the sun.
At 16 I swallowed a bottle of pills and had my stomach pumped in the middle 3rd period.
At 16 I woke up in a hospital and crying and screaming because I wasn’t dead.
At 16 I was told my depression and anxiety were just cries for attention.
At 16 I learned what it was like to feel the rejection from the people who are supposed to love you unconditionally.
I learned what it was like to feel the love my parents used to have for me drain out of their eyes.

So I maybe 16 but I feel like I am a thousand years old. I have fought battles you cannot even begin to imagine.

I have endured years of relentless torment and taunts, and when I asked for help I was told I deserved it.

I may be 16 but I have endured more than you ever have in your 36 years of life.

So I may not have to pay taxes.
But at 16 I have anxiety attacks over the piles of homework I have to turn in the next day.

I may not have to worry about feeding my kids.
but even after 2 years of rehabilitation I still get depressed if I eat too much.

So you tell me;
“You’re 16. What do you know?”
And my answer will always be;
“Far too much”

"

— Sorry. this was a rant.  (via thetalkingcigarette)

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dustinnash:

Kinda sleepy kinda wanna cuddles

dustinnash:

Kinda sleepy kinda wanna cuddles

y0itskameron:

I want to be “her.” The one you can’t get over, the one you can’t forget, the one you drink and smoke about. I want someone to love me that much. Tell me I’m not the only fucking one who wants this.

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