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I love crying. It’s so refreshing. I just feel like instead of telling more than 1 person your problem, or even telling anyone at all, just cry about it; let off that steam and just eat then sleep. The very best. Lol.

(via vivientann)


This is so powerful.



My older brother received a call at two pm on a Thursday,
That his roommate from college
And best friend from high school;
Overdosed and died,
Last Wednesday night.

My brother is 25 years old.
He missed three days of work, sat at home in the dark,
And cried for the first time in six months.
This is not poetry.

My father is very, very sick.
He sleeps for seven hours,
To build up a half hour of strength,
Just so he can pick me up from school.
He hasn’t been well in over a year.
And still,
He prays every night, “Thank you God, for making this happen to me, and not my children.”

I am swallowed in fear,
That soon enough, he will go to bed,
And never wake up.
This is not poetry.

There are thousands of people,
fighting cancer,
and war,
and death,
just to have one more day,
In hopes that it will get better.

And still,
You people glorify sadness,
and long for your death,
because apparently life,
is just too much of a burden.
Wake up, your ignorance is sickening.
Your life is thousands of times more beautiful,
Than your death will be.



For My Father, S.Skavdahl (via solars)


(via khadds)

Just had to, very inspiring

(via velvethaven)

(via velvethaven)



No matter how many times I see this, the last two lines always take my breath away

love his book running with scissors 




wow i havent showered since last year! haha!

It’s not 2014 yet

what does that have to do with anything

(Source: oreoofficial, via pablopicaszo)

They’re flirting telepathically





Christmas countdown

o m g

oh my god

Whoever made this is a genius.

Reblog this whenever I see it

a letter to my parents about my girlfriend
"i am in love with the idea of falling in love with her, i am in love with the way she asks how she looks and she gazes at me like i’m the silliest boy in the world because i’m not responding to her but really i’m just left at a loss for words and maybe it seems like i’m laughing and smiling at nothing, but really i’m realising that nothing has ever loved anything as much as i love the girl that stands infront of me. i am in love with the way she stares and smiles at me, i hope she knows that if she didn’t make me so shy i’d watch her forever too, if i didn’t know there was a heart beating inside my chest right now i would probably just assume it was just a golden heart shaped locket with her name inside of it. i am in love with the way her smile shines like every star in the night sky and her eyes that have every summer inside of them and how her scent is like the sweetest things in the world combined into one if you looked inside a dictionary and found the word perfect a descrption of her is what you’d find i am in love with the way she makes every second beautiful but not even close to as gorgeous as her
but i think out of all of this i’m in love with her the most.”