no matter how insecure or shitty you feel, just remember that my muscles are massive and i can punch through walls

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no matter how insecure or shitty you feel, just remember that my muscles are massive and i can punch through walls
every time i speak i am reminded why i should not
Balmain cocktail dress, 1953
From Sotheby’s
I hope you die
don’t just hope for things go out and get them make a change fricken murder me reach for the stars
http://vsco.co/hannahkane22/media/57ba5d85943b490cb6541485
It’s a breezy summer day and the rustling from the leaves outside sound like whispers from my small apartment. I’m sitting in front of my laptop, silently studying the 1.6 billion faces speaking simultaneously in front of me. It’s Monday, the day of the weekly conference call between all Muslims. We have been required to attend this Skype meeting from the the tender age of fetus, but I had never spoken in one of them before.
That changes today.
“Hey guys, what if…” I start to say.
Nobody hears me, but I refuse to be silent. How could I show my face again on Tumblr if I couldn’t even save my mayonnaise friends from death? How could I expect to earn their respect? Anon was right; why hadn’t I done this before? Thousands of lives had paid the price for my ignorance, but not anymore.
“What if you guys….. stopped killing people.“
Suddenly, silence.
1,643,398,023 pairs of eyes are on me. My heart is in my throat as the ISIS leader gives me a blank expression.
A single tear rolls down my cheek. "Please.” I say with a broken voice.
He is moved.
“Aight”.
white women literally dont make sense
Okay usually I just brush these things off because it’s not worth my time. So please tell me the meaning behind this.
i mean for starters u jus said its not worth ur time but u tryna initiate a discussion so does that makes sense to u? bc to me it dont
Hanatsubaki 1999 March
Chicken spiral…
A storm is coming
This speaks to me on so many levels.
Why wasn’t friendship as good as a relationship? Why wasn’t it even better? It was two people who remained together, day after day, bound not by sex or physical attraction or money or children or property, but only by the shared agreement to keep going, the mutual dedication to a union that could never be codified.
Hanya Yanagihara, A Little Life (via amyjellicoes)
Thunderstorms and chill
right now
someone to fuck and be goofy wit and at the same time, grow wit each other.. need that