I don’t want the world to see me cuz I don’t think that they’d understand. when everything’s made to be broken, I just want you to know who I am

wichohrhb:

adambadam:

JFK’s brain and skull matter after his assassination.

DALLAS TX RIP JFK

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funkyfabu:

SET IT OFF

my movie!

(Source: blckcinema, via kidmajik)

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I was thinking about being a paramedic. that job would make me extremely happy, especially if it were for a level one trauma center like Rhode Island Hospital. I’m in the medical field just enough to be satisfied and I’m helping people. That’s all I really want. Then I see that they only make $40,000 a year and I can’t feed kids off of $40,000 a year. back to not knowing wth I want to do with my life.

I wanna go to Chili’s! I wish me and my friends weren’t broke😔

philosophicalmeandering:

“I loved the dark gorgeousness of his mind, and the utter, quite palpable, almost hallucinatory loneliness of it.”

— on Edgar Allan Poe, “Cosmology” by Marilynne Robinson

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investings:

if I have to fight for your attention I probably won’t even want it anymore

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thiseternaloptimist:

bisexual-community:

gigifantasy:

My parents told me I could be whatever I wanted to be when I grew up … They didn’t tell me if I wasn’t straight they’d kick me out on the streets though.

That’s what I fear about my parents doing…

Here are some resources:

Resources for anyone who might need them.

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