memyselfandsigh:

Last night at the concert im cryin omfg these r my pics dont steal <3

anusclap:

laughing with your best friend until your stomachs hurt <3

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thecutestofthecute:

Big dogs who think they are lap dogs.

sundaymornincomindown:

veganrantss:

White people get mad when you wear a band t shirt of a band you don’t listen to, but they’re fine with wearing headdresses from cultures they know and care nothing about.

oh damn

samandriel:

ftwin-chester:

Me and my friends when we’re out

This speaks to me on a deep and profound level

Thick thighs are glorious ok.

kingcheddarxvii:

Me at Hogwarts:

  • sorted into gryffindor
  • walk up to fat lady portrait
  • she asks what the password is but I had better things to pay attention to so I forgot it
  • I say “dumbledore being gay doesnt really count as gay representation”
  • sneak in as she stumbles to find retort
beyoncesson:

The longer I stare at this, the more I wanna fight them

beyoncesson:

The longer I stare at this, the more I wanna fight them

Gene Belcher - Feminist

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wordsovertears:

Alive // n.f.

Living; noun; L I V I N G
Definition: The means of maintaining life.
Life; noun; L I F E
Definition: The animate existence of an individual.
Individual; noun
Definition: A person.
Person; noun
Relative definition: Me

For all of my life
I have relied on definitions
to teach me how this world works.
I thought I already knew what it meant
to be alive,
but I have recently discovered
just how wrong I used to be.

There are only two things in this world 
that make me feel actually alive 
and I’ll have you know 
that one of them comes in the form of self destruction 
but the other is performing while on this stage 
and I swear the sound of snaps 
reminds me that I have the ability to 1. Hear.
An audience full of smiles and crossed legs,
frowns and distracted hands
reminds me that I can 2. See.
I can 3. Smell the ink from every single notebook
tucked inside the bags that enter this room.
I can still 4. Taste the blood in my mouth
from biting my lip so tightly
when I heard a poem so powerful
that it forced me to cave in on myself.
And each speck of dust my arms come across 
5. Touches me more deeply
and is more comforting to me than any home I have ever known.

We have been taught to believe our whole lives
that there are only 5 senses
but I believe that there are 9.
6. Temperature 
I swear my chest is warmer than the sun right now 
because a heart this heavy from being drenched with gratitude 
can’t help but radiate heat. 
7. Balance 
I was never any good at gymnastics;
my body didn’t know how to be steady,
and now neither does my mind
I rely on scientific nature to maintain my homeostasis
and my brain only knows how to rebel against my body
but being here 
and performing
is a better medication than I could ever ask for. 
8. Pain
I said before
that when my skin stings
I know that I am human,
but my god I prefer these aching callused hands
and the intense determination it takes to keep my eyes open
after a sleepless night of writing countless poems
any day.
9. Proprioception 
I can tell where the parts of my body are without looking at them
and I know that I am here and I am with you and you are alive
and I am alive 
and 
I…
I am alive.

gjume:

Hello i would like to purchase an automobile

gjume:

Hello i would like to purchase an automobile

dumbkili:

family dinners more like

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Make your ownAlex Gaskarth