Every Dark Cloud Has A Silver Lining
Nobody knows that the smallest thing will hurt my feelings. Nobody realizes how many nights I spend crying. And I’m pretty sure that nobody cares

oreooficial:

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spelling bee administrator: hit it fergie

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mikasa-ackerman:

menstruacion:

fuckyeahsexanddrugs:

babydontreply:

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WATCH THE ACTUAL VIDEO it’ll make you feel 10000x better

IT S TILL NMADE ME CRY

THANK GOD I WATCHED THE VIDEO

I STARTED CRYING

WOW THE FEELS

shugarskull:

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Don’t ever compliment me by insulting other women. That’s not a compliment, it’s a competition none of us agreed to.
jaythenerdkid (via escapedgoat)
dear gays

mindfang:

if jesus was here,right now what would he say? well He would probably say “why do i look so white in all these paintings” but,

ba614:

THIS IS A PICTURE THAT SOMEONE TOOK WHO WORKS ON AN OIL RIG IN TEXAS.HE WANTED TO GET A SHOT OF THE LIGHTNING THAT WAS FLASHING BY. HE WAS UNAWARE OF THE TORNADO UNTIL THE LIGHTNING ILLUMINATED IT.This has been called a one-in-a-million photo; taken south of Ft. Stockton, Texas.

ba614:

THIS IS A PICTURE THAT SOMEONE TOOK WHO WORKS ON AN OIL RIG IN TEXAS.

HE WANTED TO GET A SHOT OF THE LIGHTNING THAT WAS FLASHING BY. 
HE WAS UNAWARE OF THE TORNADO UNTIL THE LIGHTNING ILLUMINATED IT.

This has been called a one-in-a-million photo; taken south of Ft. Stockton, Texas.

My biggest dream: to write a story/series that changes lives. I want to have the ability to write someones favorite story.
lets-fly-away-somewhere:

Xxmaryxx on We Heart It.
Some women choose to follow men, and some women choose to follow their dreams. If you’re wondering which way to go, remember that your career will never wake up and tell you that it doesn’t love you anymore.
Lady Gaga (via realizes)
I’m sick of thinking about people that had no trouble forgetting about me.

People always ask me why I never look forward to things that are exciting. At first, I don’t understand why they even would have to ask. When you lift something up, gravity will always bring it down. When you expect something to be amazing, exciting, or fun you build it up in your head. And then the moment it doesn’t happen the way you hoped and dreamed it comes crashing down and turns into a pile of disappointment. Why look forward to things when nothing can live up to your expectations? Why do that to yourself?

         What’s really sad is the fact that I think like this and yet, I still get disappointed just like everyone else. Anything that I ever look forward to crumbles right in front of my eyes and there is never anything I can do to change it. There are few things in this world that I look forward to, and whenever I let myself feel excited about some event, it never turns out the way I would have hoped. And I don’t mean that it doesn’t go the way I wanted; I mean it goes a completely different direction that turns into disaster. Like my 8th birthday party that was supposed to be my very first slumber party ever, but all of my guests expect one ended up going home in the middle of the night. Like my first big crush that ended up dating one of my best friends. Like how the Christmas Party I was going to have with my high school friends turned out to be a disaster.

            I wish good things never ended. I wish the people I loved, loved each other just as much as I love them. I wish people that I loved, loved me as much as I loved them.