I dreamt I died and I fell.
beer-punx:

My Dawg

beer-punx:

My Dawg

queeen—taco:

youaintnofamily:

I can’t believe i thought you wanted me. I’m always second best. Never good enough for anybody or anything.

The feels

antlor:

people who hate on flannel are not worth your time, you OWN that lumberjack look and chop down the haters

highschoolmassacre:

so everyone understands what shes singing into right

highschoolmassacre:

so everyone understands what shes singing into right

zachavoc:

noiseforthegrrls:

See you there!


Nice lookin flyer

zachavoc:

noiseforthegrrls:

See you there!

Nice lookin flyer

the-altar:

grebnesieh:

Grab her booty in front of dudes who want her.

Grab her booty in front of women who want you.

Medusa didn’t ask for the snakes in her hair.
She gazed hoping to see love never stone.
Poor Medusa wasn’t born a monster.
Until Poseidon in his rage condemned her to be.
Can’t you see?
What was once pure beauty became poison.
And, her kindness a lost myth.
Alas, the story of many women is also this.
Hannah Sofia Ghani, Poor Medusa (via hannahsofia)
Let me hold your hand. When everyone is watching and when no one is around.
(via xsuckeroflovex)
Abuela: mijo, te hago un sanwich?
Me: no, gracias abuela acabo de comer.
Abuela: te parto fruta?
Me: no, gracias.
Abuela: no quieres un jugo de naranja?
Me: no abuela.
Abuela: un vaso de agua?
Me: no, de veras estoy bien.
Abuela: come mierda pues.
whattothewhatwhat:

Joyce Manor - Beach Community (x)

whattothewhatwhat:

Joyce Manor - Beach Community (x)

stfumadison:

Bettie Page

stfumadison:

Bettie Page

Start ignoring people who threaten your joy.
Literally, ignore them.
Say nothing.
Don’t invite any parts of them into your space.
Alex Elle (via milosop)