My ears hear what others cannot hear; small faraway things people cannot normally see are visible to me. These senses are the fruits of a lifetime of longing, longing to be rescued, to be completed. Just as the skirt needs the wind to billow, I’m not formed by things that are of myself alone. I wear my father’s belt tied around my mother’s blouse, and shoes which are from my uncle. This is me. Just as a flower does not choose its color, we are not responsible for what we have come to be. Only once you realize this do you become free, and to become adult is to become free.

"Look, let me put it this way: with me, you’re number one and there isn’t even a number two."
Charles Bukowski, Women (via larmoyante)

turntable-thoughts:

glittergooch:

I hate when black clothes are a slightly different black and don’t match

we joke but this is an actual thing

"Great comeback."

me  haha  

i am tired of people teaching my daughter that if a boy hurts her, and he says sorry, it makes everything better. 

ekisaleks:

taylor-sea:

The progression of video games in a few decades.

Cube tits got hot

Iggy Azalea (Feat. Rita Ora) - Black Widow (Rogue Remix) -
music  
Centuries - Fall Out Boy
music  
"

The rain was falling faster than I’d ever seen, and I was falling right there with it. Without a word, you grabbed my hand and we ran as fast as we could. We didn’t stop running until we reached your empty porch, and as soon as we found shelter, my lips found yours. The street was black and powerless from the storm, and without any clocks moving forward, the hours were ours.

I don’t know how long we stayed like that, but eventually you had to go inside. When I finally did leave your porch, the storm was only growing louder. I’d just made it back to the street when the sound of thunder clapping ripped into the sky.

And so I stopped walking.

And I took a bow.

"
Dominic Matthew Jackson, Our First Storm (via dominicmatthew)

history of magic meme // one villian [ 1 / 1 ]lord voldemort
––– –– greatness inspires envy, envy engenders spite, spite spawns lies.

"I want to be your favorite place to go when you’ve had a bad day or a good day."
here (via niccoolleeyy)