[jazzminaveena]

Trying to prove a point to my mom...

Please reblog this post if you’d go and see a movie starring Scarlett Johansson and Natalie Dormer as lesbian assassins.

[readaroundtherosie]

File under: things I didnt know I needed until five seconds ago

[relatable-memes]

[therelatableimages]

blog for all things relatable

[epic]

[devourmysoul-blog]

I hate the term “women of color” Since fucking when is my peach skin not a color? Why must I be excluded from a group of women?

[azuila]

[chillinintheheat]

your ~peach skin~ wasn’t a color when this was happening

but now you want to be included

no

[daesyparts]

American Beauty, 1999.

[euo]

“I’m missing something. I’m all messed up. I’m crazy.”

Blue is the Warmest Color (2013) dir. Abdellatif Kechiche

[mostlyfiction]

a sunday to help me realize something

[hotel--books]

[dontblessmefather-forihavesinned]

At the grocery store

Woman: *on cellphone* Why am I leaving you? Why am I--I'll tell you why.

Woman: Here's why. You don't respect me.

Woman: You called me a whore in front of my children.

Me: *says nothing, but has a face like O.O*

Woman: You don't respect me. And you know, there some white chick here in the store, she walking, she heard me say that and she make a face.

Woman: Because even she know you a piece of shit.

[ntthatkind-deactivated20150820]

[loves4free]

[botanize]

one more sandwich story when i was six my mum made me ham sandwiches and my friend had skin that was the same colour as ham and i’d feel bad eating it because it felt like i was eating her and i’d always leave over my sandwiches and my mum asked why and i was too embarassed to tell her the real reason so i told her i was vegetarian like my dad and to make that lie consistent ive been vegetarian for the past  almost 13 years 

[soggymoistblent-deactivated2015]

Jesus Christ

[dekomoron-archive-deactivated20]

[nick-carragay]

IM SHARING THIS FUCKING TWICE IN A ROW BECAUSE YOU HAVE NO FUCKING IDEA HOW PERFECT THIS IS.

[rozmarzeni-e]

[sinestros-might]

[spirituality-and-beyond]

I think you resemble the skeletons that you hide in your closet, and underneath that suit, there is no flesh. The night you kept your cold hands on me for four hours straight, I was left shivering, entangled in sheets that smell like the cigarettes you smoke. The memory of that night is seared into my memory, and I wonder if you knew what you were going to do to me when you picked me up by my thighs and placed me on the counter just to kiss my nose. "I’m going to ruin you." I thought you were dissecting what was beneath my Led Zeppelin t-shirt, but under that red moon I learned that boys exhale smoke and promises, but those things always dissolve into the silent night. I wonder who caught your promises in their palm. Who has found the words, “Peel your heart like a blood orange, I promise to walk away stained red at the mouth, the remnants of spring lingering, tasting of your cherry lips.”

I Loved a Dead Man Once // Dominique Bonten (via spirituality-and-beyond)

[agaxayu]

[there-is-no-hiding-for-me-deact]

❇ a lost wanderer ❇

[sincerely-happiness]

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