The love that remains...

all things beautiful 

[kedreeva]

[Source] [Convict Collars]

[txpokes]

Because saving kitties is important.

[viperas]

This is a freakn’ wonderful idea and needs to be spread around to let people know.

[cybergata]

[adequategatsbys]

I have never before seen such a brown kitty.

[liveitout]

[imthehuggernaut]

Cinematic Masterpiece.

[90sclubkid]

Sarah Jessica Parker, 1994

[90sfashiongal]

[90sclubkid]

Kate Winslet and Leonardo DiCaprio in Titanic, 1997

[ghostlywriterr]

[observando]

[pugking-deactivated20130901]

[extrasad]

You will try to make it work you will pick up the pieces of your broken heart and tangle them back together with a lace bra and his favorite perfume and you’ll kiss him like he wasn’t the one aiming the gun at your chest, bullets flying from his mouth into every part of your body a few months ago and you’ll feel like god and you’ll think “thank fucking god I don’t have to miss him anymore” because he’s yours again but just for the night tomorrow you’ll wake up in a whirlpool of sweat and numbness and the taste of heartbreak will be fresh in your mouth, it’ll come slowly at first, like the first few drops of rain, before the storm that tears everything apart and leaves you drowning and soaks through everything you love and he’ll love you again but never at the right time never when it could work and sometimes you’ll think you’ve almost got it but it’ll slip through your fingers and break all over again like it did the first time and the time before that and you will be okay but you will never be okay the same way you were when you were eleven and you were nothing but skinned knees and smiles and he did not ruin you but he could. he fucking could.

you can only die once (via extrasad)

[goddessonthemoon-deactivated202]

[micdotcom]

These stunning photos capture just how exhausting micro aggressions can be 

Paula Akpan and Harriet Evans have launched the “I’m Tired” project to highlight the impact common microaggressions and stereotypes many face on a daily basis. By symbolically and literally carrying the aggressions on their backs, Apkan and Evans hope to help both the subjects and everyone else.

[relatable-memes]

[earth]

[acutelesbian]

A lot of people ask me what my biggest fear is, or what scares me most. And I know they expect an answer like heights, or closed spaces, or people dressed like animals, but how do I tell them that when I was 17 I took a class called Relationships For Life and I learned that most people fall out of love for the same reasons they fell in it. That their lover’s once endearing stubbornness has now become refusal to compromise and their one track mind is now immaturity and their bad habits that you once adored is now money down the drain. Their spontaneity becomes reckless and irresponsible and their feet up on your dash is no longer sexy, just another distraction in your busy life. Nothing saddens and scares me like the thought that I can become ugly to someone who once thought all the stars were in my eyes.

[floralls]

[5000letters]

Someone will tell you that she’s seeing someone someday and that she’s happy and your hands will stop working. You’ll have to work hard to hold onto whatever you’re holding. I hope it’s not glass, I hope it’s not breakable. Suddenly you’ll remember everything that you ever loved about her. Everything that ever moved you to tears, made your insides feel like they were tying themselves into knots. That she was loyal, that she was open for you, that she smiled against your mouth when you kissed. That it felt easy, like God had put the two of you together deliberately, like it had been the plan all along. But for whatever reason, you let her go and you thought that it was the right thing and for a little while, it felt like you knew exactly what you were doing. Except now all the parts of you that touched her knows that you’re never going to be able to touch her again and that hurts. Even your fingers are sad, even your stomach is aching from the loss of it all. You’re never going to get that again and that’s why your regret looks like artwork that would have been masterpiece if you’d finished it. Your regret looks like plucking a flower before it’s bloomed. So maybe you’ll call her and you’ll tell her that you miss her and she’ll sound gentle on the phone but not in love with you anymore. She’ll say ‘we happened and we were important but you let me go, I’m sorry, but you let me go’ and that’s how you’ll know.

Azra.T  (via 5000letters)