Won't stop till we surrender

paint the sky and make it yours

[dragonprincessmew]

In my defense, your honor, I really am the dumbest bitch alive

[falloutboy]

MANIA update from Patrick

[mrchandlerbings]

[trlake-deactivated20200421]

what’s the pink they put in pink lemonade that makes it so poppin

[festeringfae]

They take out the toxic masculinity

[trlake-deactivated20200421]

delicious!

[samandriel]

my rooster doesn’t crow when the sun rises, he crows when he hears humans wake up, like you can literally just roll over in bed and he’s like “hoLY SHIT THAT’S A PEOPLE THE HUMAN ISAWAKE AHHH AHHH AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH”

[samandriel]

the same rooster - god guys he’s so cute - he always lets hens eat treats first and won’t have any treats until they’ve had as much as they want, unless it’s a blueberry. shit, blueberries are like serious fucking business for Pharaoh. he’s a gentleman until the damn blueberries come out and then he don’t play no fuckin games

[samandriel]

in case you were wondering this is him

[samandriel]

It’s been almost a year since I made this post so I guess I should update you guys on Pharaoh!

He’s still a sweetie but with more attitude and will fuck up your shit if he’s grumpy or if you’re wearing shoes with shoelaces. He doesn’t like that. He watches Netflix with me a lot and cries anytime theres explosions or gunshots in a show. He has so many chicken lady friends who he adores and he has fathered 4 chicks. I tried to train him to walk on a leash but he protested by laying down and refusing to move, so we gave that up after a while. He likes to guard me from cars and squirrels, and even plastic bags (which are his worst fear)

[jjtaylor]

Quality rooster

[centralperksource]

[aintnosuchthingastoothick]

I think we as a generation need to stop being impressed by basic shit in relationships.

[onlyblackgirl]

[nojetlijustjackie]

our silences used to be comfortable. now they suffocate me.

excerpt from a book i'll never write #6

[nojetlijustjackie]

You talk about her like she is the sun and the moon You look at her like she puts galaxies in the sky And I am nothing Nothing compared to the fire she lights in your soul Nothing but a burned out star in the vast dark abyssFoolish enough to think I could be your gravity

2 a.m. thoughts (via nojetlijustjackie)

[nojetlijustjackie]

Taking the SAT tomorrow like

[nojetlijustjackie]

Today someone told me To find my happy placeIn times of stress and worryOr in times of sadness and fearAnd that the place of choice is the most special thingAnyone has in their life Because it possess the ability To dry their tearsEase their mind And pick them up when they have fallenAnd only then did I fully realizeMy place isn’t a whatBut rather a who

please never leave (via nojetlijustjackie)

[nojetlijustjackie]

I never knew what it was like to have my whole being ache for someone. Not just my body but my mind, my soul. It’s like I was made for him and his presence alone. My lungs can’t produce oxygen without him. He’s the blood that runs through my veins. He is the earth and I am the moon. And that is both a dangerously beautiful and toxic thing.

6 p.m. thoughts (via nojetlijustjackie)

[nojetlijustjackie]

Nothing That’s a word I’ve used a lot lately Nothing ever works out Nothing matters anymore Nothing is the same without you But maybe I needed the countless sleepless nights with tear stained cheeks And the moments spent grasping at my chest because it felt like I couldn’t breathe Maybe I needed those Because without them I wouldn’t have ever realized how everything is so much more vivid When it isn’t covered in your poison

(via nojetlijustjackie)

[nojetlijustjackie]

I think that it’s different for everyone. People who don’t have as much of a belief in love fall in love a lot later. People like you, who have faith in someone who’s your soulmate, fall in love a lot quicker. Honestly there isn’t a set time limit. I think that you fall in love fast when you realize that the person you have with you is someone you wish you could’ve met long before. Once they are with you, it’s like time goes by faster and the love grows stronger everyday.

my friend when I asked her “how soon is too soon to think you’re in love with someone” (via nojetlijustjackie)

[nojetlijustjackie]

I used to think home was four walls and a bed and only after meeting him did I realize it wasn’t. Home is his car at 1:53 in the afternoon with the radio playing as we’re leaving school. Home is him coming over when I tell him I miss him. Home is how he fell six times when we first went ice skating but laughed every time. Home is the way he looks at me when he’s driving. Home is how he rubs his thumb over my hand when he’s holding it. Home is spending hours at a restaurant talking after our food has been taken away. Home is the way he constantly reassures me that everything will be okay. Home is the growing box of memories I have of us on my bedside table. Home is the 30 minutes it took him to whisper the words “I think I’m in love with you” that night. Home is the way he takes my face in his hands and kisses me before he leaves. Home isn’t a structure, it never really was. Home is him and wherever he goes.

11:45 p.m (via nojetlijustjackie)

[nojetlijustjackie]

And then he was taking off his own shirt & the only thing I could think was my god, my god. Because damn, he was hot. But it was more than that. He was beautiful. He was the most amazing thing I had ever laid my eyes on. And I wasn’t even sure if he was aware of that. I wasn’t sure if he was aware of how effortlessly the line of his sides turned into the curve of his hips or how how effortlessly the curve of his shoulders turned into the curve of his muscles. I wasn’t sure if he was aware of how the prominence of his collarbones accented all of his other features in an extraordinary way. And when he bent back down to bring his lips to mine again and I felt his soft skin, the only thing I could think of is how something this stunning is only crafted by the gentlest of hands & how in a different version of reality the gods must have spent more time on him than anyone else. And even though I was touching him and could feel his lips on mine, I swore he wasn’t real. Because he was breathtaking & I was breathless.

excerpt from a book i’ll never write #2 (via nojetlijustjackie)

[nojetlijustjackie]

See, that’s the thing about miracles. They rarely ever occur. But when they do, they’re unexpected and magnificent. And that’s what he was. A miracle. My own slice of heaven in this world of hell. I never could’ve seen him coming if I’m being completely honest. I think it’s the universe’s way of rewarding me. Like “you spent years putting up a good fight and digging into your deepest corners trying to find the strength to keep going. And this is why. It was all for this moment. You’ve earned this. Congratulations.”

Excerpt from a book I’ll never write #1 (via nojetlijustjackie)