I want to live in a small town where I know everyone and everyone gets along, AND THERE ARE NOT METH HEADS. ughhh THE END. (but not like a town so small that “Walmart” is a big deal. Like, obviously.)
Just so OVER everything. This #Ferguson ordeal has me wanting to move very very far away from STL and give my daughter a better life. I WANT TO MOVE AWAY. SO BAD.
This is really personal to me. I went to the place where I was attacked (molested but not raped) for the first time today since it happened two years ago. I was questioning whether or not it was my fault and thinking about all of the people that pass by that place casually with no idea what happened, and I wrote this. I think it needed to be written. that is the wall I was held against. That is what I wrote today. That is my shadow. And I feel stronger now for writing that.
I’m just going to keep bringing this up I think it’s important
this is really important it needs more notes
This was DiCaprio’s first major role, and everyone was shocked at the red carpet to discover that he was just acting as a child with a mental illness, that he didn’t actually have one. Which begs the question, WHERE THE FUCK IS HIS OSCAR.
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Justin Bartels - Impression (2012)
I can’t not reblog this.
This is the best thing on the Internet. We undress everyday and it shows us how confined we are. Those imprints show how uncomfortable we are throughout each day just to impress other people. We create prisons in our own clothes. We are a prisoner in a socially constructed idea of what is beautiful.
yes its back
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