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school year: it's january 21st, a wednesday, 2:37 pm

Sat, 23 Mar 2013 00:37:58 -0400

school year: it's january 21st, a wednesday, 2:37 pm
summer: it's probably july

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deusexarma: Bad Motherfucker | Biting Elbows

Thu, 21 Mar 2013 01:45:16 -0400

deusexarma:

Bad Motherfucker | Biting Elbows

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mypenisistaken:

Mon, 25 Feb 2013 01:05:19 -0500

mypenisistaken:

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mypenisistaken: Our 1 year anniversary.

Fri, 08 Feb 2013 09:58:50 -0500

mypenisistaken:

Our 1 year anniversary.

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Wed, 06 Feb 2013 01:44:02 -0500

mypenisistaken: Happy 1 year anniversary to my baby & I.

Sun, 03 Feb 2013 16:37:39 -0500

mypenisistaken:

Happy 1 year anniversary to my baby & I.

This is a picture of something I did at my school last year. I...

Sat, 02 Feb 2013 17:24:17 -0500

This is a picture of something I did at my school last year. I wrote out 1,986 sticky notes that each said “You’re beautiful” and stuck one to every locker in my entire school. I was so sick of people saying they weren’t beautiful, and I was so sick of people feeling bad about themselves. For one day, I wanted everyone to feel beautiful. So I did it. It took me over 6 hours to write them all, and an hour to stick them all. I never intended for anyone to find out it was me, but when I was found on camera for doing it and called to the deans office, everyone found out. They threatened a three day suspension. The students made a petition with over 600 signatures. It was amazing. For one day, I felt beautiful. And for one day, I managed to make every kid in my school smile. Every locker got one. Everyone is beautiful.

A few days later, I Had someone, a complete stranger approach me. And she told me, “That day, I was planning on killing myself. I had given up completely on society. Because of you I didn’t. You gave me hope. Thank you.”

She is now one of my best friends.

black people: black pride!

Thu, 31 Jan 2013 21:24:05 -0500

black people: black pride!
native people: native pride!
latino people: latino pride!
gay people: gay pride!
white people: white pri- *stabbed and then burned alive*

departured: Don’t stop chasing. I think that one of the biggest...

Thu, 31 Jan 2013 21:19:35 -0500

departured:

Don’t stop chasing.

I think that one of the biggest reason why relationships do not work out in the long run is because at one point, one side (or both) stops trying. Before one claims another person as their significant other, they would do anything to make that person happy. They would chase, they would flirt, they would be charming. They would send daily morning and goodnight texts every time you wake up or go to sleep. They would write corny messages and pick up lines just to make sure that there is a smile upon your face. But once they claim you as theirs, all of those things eventually stop. The 5 page texts slowly turn into 1. The constant calls turn into not calling at all. And the lovely endearments turn into daily arguments. In order for a relationship to work, don’t ever stop chasing. Just because the person you want is now consider “yours”, it does not mean they deserve anything less than the time when you’re trying to win them over.

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Thu, 31 Jan 2013 21:04:23 -0500

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silentlydemented: v-iolet: 3ternity: cumkw4t: takeittoheartsweet...

Thu, 31 Jan 2013 20:33:55 -0500

silentlydemented:

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3ternity:

cumkw4t:

takeittoheartsweetheart:

I remember my trip two years ago, to San Francisco. I took a cab to this bridge while my sister was on a conference call. I stood there for about two hours, looking down, people watching, and wondering how far down the water was. A girl sat next to me, and asked me, “You’re not going to jump„ are you?” I smiled and reassured her I wasn’t. That I was just a tourist. She then said, “You look a lot like my sister. I’m sorry, I don’t mean to make you uncomfortable. But I had to ask, can I hug you? You just look so much like her.” I felt awkward at first, but then I realized. “She jumped?” This girl’s face just crumpled, and she started crying. I hugged her, without a second thought, and for some reason I apologized. Not sure what else I could say. She goes, “Those were the last words she ever spoke to me.”

And I will never forget this girl, her name was Ariana.

reblogging just for the caption, omg.

crying because of the caption omfg

awww i’m about to cry ;(