sunday morning.
She was the kind of girlfriend God gives you young, so you’ll know loss the rest of your life
Junot Diaz, This Is How You Lose Her  (via sydneyajallen)

everysmiledeserves:

slavingpeoplesacrificingthings:

merker-the-twerker:

peanutbutterismypoison:

captainsnippet:

“Rob’s really good with the babies. Every time they started crying, I would literally go, ‘Oh god, where’s its mom?’ I would be worried about the baby and he would literally go into the corner and just shake it to sleep.” -Kristen Stewart

they… they actually put all that fake blood on a REAL baby!?!??!

now wait, wait..it’s sad that i know this but i do. it wasn’t corn syrup and whatever or high grade chemical fake blood. that particular mix was cream cheese and rasberry jelly. so that if the baby put it’s hands in it’s mouth, it wouldn’t hurt itself.

how did such a cool guy make such a bad career choice

probably the only thing i’d reblog that has twilight involved

His face in the last shot.

bandicutes:

if u can do liquid eyeliner u can do anything

it sucks when you finally think its good and that everythings finally falling back into place. you’re finally getting what you deserve, what you’ve been waiting, for. hoping for. praying for. and then
boom.

its gone.
you feel the pieces you just got done picking up start falling again. and you’re trying so hard to keep them all together. but it slowly keeps crumbling.

and you’d think that it’d be easier to get back up, since you already got uo once before. but it almost seems, harder. it’s harder the second time.

maybe its cause you got your hopes too far up in the clouds. maybe it’s cause you actually believed it was right this time.

and as much as you just wanna stay on the ground. you can’t. so you stumble back up, and put on a fake smile and tell everyone you’re fine, hoping one day you’ll believe it as much as they do..

it sucks when you finally think its good and that everythings finally falling back into place. you’re finally getting what you deserve, what you’ve been waiting, for. hoping for. praying for. and then
boom.

its gone.
you feel the pieces you just got done picking up start falling again. and you’re trying so hard to keep them all together. but it slowly keeps crumbling.

and you’d think that it’d be easier to get back up, since you already got uo once before. but it almost seems, harder. it’s harder the second time.

maybe its cause you got your hopes too far up in the clouds. maybe it’s cause you actually believed it was right this time.

and as much as you just wanna stay on the ground. you can’t. so you stumble back up, and put on a fake smile and tell everyone you’re fine, hoping one day you’ll believe it as much as they do..

keezzyyy:

this child dresses better than every guy in my school

When women scream you wonder what’s wrong with them. When men yell you get afraid about what they’re going to do.
A girl in my creative writing class said this in response to a story we read about witnessing intimate partner violence and it really fucked with my head because I’ve never, ever, ever, thought of it that way.  (via astronomized)