teenage dirtbag

VIE*best friends*16

riotfairy:

don’t bother trying to tell me that this boy isn’t the most stunning person you have ever looked at

riotfairy:

don’t bother trying to tell me that this boy isn’t the most stunning person you have ever looked at

marbleslab:

Green Lagoon on Canary Islands (dont delete source)

marbleslab:

Green Lagoon on Canary Islands (dont delete source)

(via k-alteehand)

superwhohannilockpotter:

I will never not reblog this gif set whenever it comes across my dash.

(Quelle: seawolph, via perks-of-being-chinese)

His arms are home. And I’m so homesick.
— (via our-fairy-tale-love)

(via lejlapleho)

loki-has-a-tardis:

This is honestly the best poster I have found in a while supporting breast cancer awareness. I am honestly so sick of seeing, “set the tatas free” and “save the boobies”. There is no reason in hell a life threatening, life ruining disease should be sexualized. “Don’t wear a bra day,” go fuck yourselves. You’re not saving a pair of tits, you’re saving the entire package: mind, body, and soul included. Women are not just a pair of breasts.

loki-has-a-tardis:

This is honestly the best poster I have found in a while supporting breast cancer awareness. I am honestly so sick of seeing, “set the tatas free” and “save the boobies”. There is no reason in hell a life threatening, life ruining disease should be sexualized. “Don’t wear a bra day,” go fuck yourselves. You’re not saving a pair of tits, you’re saving the entire package: mind, body, and soul included. Women are not just a pair of breasts.

(via ghostiemoths)

At first, I had trouble dating a girl who was recovering from an eating disorder. I couldn’t get by the fact that I may not ever be able to treat her to a nice dinner because she simply could not go out. I hated sitting by and watching her as she ignored the compliments I gave her and constantly commented on how she wished to look like “that girl”, or “her over there”. And it used to bother me that there were so many things she just couldn’t eat.
Then I realized that eating out wasn’t important in a relationship like ours. What was important was our meals together at home, and how I knew exactly what to make her every night. How we sat together at the beginning of each week and spent at most an hour at a time planning the meals we would share. How appreciative she looked when I refused to sit in silence at the table to keep her from focusing on the calories that entered her body.
I almost enjoyed that I knew exactly what she couldn’t eat, and I soon got past the fact that we might not ever be able to order pizza from domino’s on a Friday night while we watched Harry Potter in the living room. All I cared about eventually was helping her, and that was what a relationship should be like.
I loved her so much that I could stand the nights where she stood in front of the mirror and cried, and it would tear my heart to pieces when she would ask me why I could ever love someone that looked like her. I would hold her, I wouldn’t tell her she was beautiful more than once or twice, and that was all. I trusted her and she I enough that we could sit together every night and she could tell me whether or not she had thrown up her lunch, even if I already knew because I was so scared that I watched her after every meal. Even if I knew, though, I never stopped her, because they were her battles, and I knew that no matter how much it hurt, me fighting them for her wouldn’t help.
Soon enough though, I saw that she became more confident. Her trips to the restroom following meals became fewer until I could relax, knowing that there was a good chance she was safe. There were less times when she looked at the mirror and pinched fat that was actually only skin. Finally, she asked me to take her out for dinner. Finally, we ordered domino’s on a Friday night and watched Harry Potter.
And that, that’s what love is.
— Anonymous (via tragicalities)
I broke my rules for you.
— (via deindealer)

(Quelle: naked--thoughts, via m--oonsparkle)

wiltingboy:

the good thing about me is that you can not talk to me for 3 weeks and then talk to me and I’ll be fine and still care about you the same way I did before

the bad thing is that I do that to people and they don’t understand that sometimes I just don’t feel like interacting with people.

(via m--oonsparkle)

People get drunk
They hook up with the wrong person
And pretend to be okay
People act tough
And get mad


People will do anything to distract their heart.
They will do anything to distract it from missing someone.

Distraction in its true form (via thisisnotmyfairytaleendingg)

(Quelle: pelaghie, via loveabovethelove)

suburbprince:

erst fremde Kulturen umkrempeln dort Zivilisten töten und Terrorismus indirekt fördern und dann wundern wenn die Leute nach Europa fliehen… traurige Welt

suburbprince:

erst fremde Kulturen umkrempeln dort Zivilisten töten und Terrorismus indirekt fördern und dann wundern wenn die Leute nach Europa fliehen… traurige Welt

(via wirbeide-irgendwann)

justdropithere:

Jake Shortall, Simone Nobili & Ash Stymest - T.I For Men FW13.14

justdropithere:

Jake Shortall, Simone Nobili & Ash Stymest - T.I For Men FW13.14

Nothing in the world smells as good as the person you love.
— Unknown (a knot in my throat now)

(Quelle: toinfinityandswann, via kippen-sehnsucht)

hirxeth:

“I never thought about how important the sky was until I didn’t have one.” 
Across the universe (2007) dir. Julie Taymor

hirxeth:

“I never thought about how important the sky was until I didn’t have one.” 

Across the universe (2007) dir. Julie Taymor

(via castnoanchors)