bl-ossomed:

fantasticarepickles:


this makes my heart ache

Silverstein always has been, and always will be my favorite poet because he doesn’t even need words in his poem to make people open their eyes.

So sad

bl-ossomed:

fantasticarepickles:

this makes my heart ache

Silverstein always has been, and always will be my favorite poet because he doesn’t even need words in his poem to make people open their eyes.

So sad

I didn’t know my heart was made of paper
Until you crumpled it
Your oily fingers leaving smudges
Leaving tears
Fraying the edges with feathery wounds
Crushing me with a weight
That paper shouldn’t have.

typically-unique:

I want to be one of those people who does yoga and eats berries for breakfast, but I’m one of those people who stays in bed until 4 pm and eats pizza. 

madness-and-gods:

sickslickman:

There’s not even 19 billion people on the planet.
Meaning 12 billion people came back from the dead to like that post.
That’s the kind of power Stephen King has.

Reblogging again for the comment

madness-and-gods:

sickslickman:

There’s not even 19 billion people on the planet.

Meaning 12 billion people came back from the dead to like that post.

That’s the kind of power Stephen King has.

Reblogging again for the comment

queerchesters:

arterialspurt:

queerchesters:

fun date idea: Go down on me while I shop online with ur credit card

I don’t think someone could focus on the internet while I was going down on them.

you over estimate your skill and underestimate the joy of shopping

queering101:

shittycity:

Lesbians ruined flannels for me.

Homophobes ruined society for me.

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  • Friend: I think I'm gonna head home see ya later
  • Me: thank god

wheresthespring:

jonesmadeatumblr:

asgardiancherrypudding:

WHERE IS YOUR GOD NOW, GENDER ROLES?

This is actually probably the best way to do things.

I’ve reblogged this before but I can’t not.