sunken city by the ocean
I am sorry for filling you with beer and bad thoughts and then asking you why you shook. I am sorry for pinching you, for hitting you, for bruising the thin-skinned parts of you. I am sorry for the names I called you when we were fighting. You are not ugly. You are not useless. You would not be better off gone. I’m sorry for almost throwing you out into the street because my sadness was too much for me. I’m sorry for carving my fingernails into your thigh and then resenting the way people asked, “How’d that happen?” I’m sorry for plucking you and nicking your calves with drugstore razors. I’m sorry I let some people see you in the moonlight. They didn’t deserve to know the color of your hips like I do. I’m sorry for leaving you convulsing over a toilet bowl over some boy. I’m sorry I did not thank you for simply trying to take me where I wanted to go. I’m sorry I screamed at you to shrink, shrink, shrink when all you could do was grow. I’m sorry that this apology is ten years too late. I’m sorry that it will probably come again. I’m sorry that I do not treat anybody else as poorly as I have treated you. I’m sorry that I am constantly learning how to love you, when you have never once doubted how you feel about me. I’m sorry in ways I have not yet learned to communicate.
written by An Apology to My Body | Lora Mathis (via lora-mathis)

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what doesn’t kill you
leaves scars
ruins your lungs
dries out all your tears
leaves you lying awake at 4 in the morning
wishing you weren’t alive
written by c.c.    (via hungerasylum)

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itsonlyyforever:

coloured-sails:

thecutestofthecute:

German Shepherds and their floppy ears. There is nothing I do not like about this.

Want

best dogs

(via coryrose)

tonytalbert:

Balance

tonytalbert:

Balance

(via my-dispute)

malglories:

i’m not even going to wait until october this year
the ghost jokes have begun

malglories:

i’m not even going to wait until october this year

the ghost jokes have begun

(Source: pdlcomics, via all-good-usernames-are-taken)

It’s not a big deal that you gained weight. Honestly, in the big picture, who cares? Did you live life the way you wanted to? Did you have fun? Did you find people you love? Did you learn lots of interesting things? That’s probably what you’re gonna care about when you’re at your death bed, not about the fact that you “gained weight” when you were 21.
written by My 18 year old brother, when i was freaking out about my recovery weight gain.  (via thephilyptian)

(via eclecticismatitsbest)

"Don’t take a nude pic if you’re a famous woman and don’t want it leaked."

mysharona1987:

"Don’t wear a hoodie if you don’t want to be mistaken for a criminal and shot."

"Don’t get drunk at a party if you don’t want to be sexually assaulted."

"Don’t argue with a cop if you don’t want to get killed."

"Don’t walk home by yourself if you don’t want to get raped."

Victim blaming 101: Everyone should live in fear from ever doing anything.

(via airbender)

ddoublefeature:

jenny holzer inspired 

ddoublefeature:

jenny holzer inspired 

(via ppsithurism)

Maybe a relationship is just two idiots who don’t know a damn thing except the fact that they’re willing to figure it out together.
written by (via latterman)

(Source: c0ntemplations, via latterman)

likeafieldmouse:

Etsuko Ichikawa - Deai (2005)

Artist’s statement:

“These works are glass pyrographs that are made by drawing with hot molten glass, leaving the immediate charred tracery of my movement with the heat. 

It is a way of capturing a fleeting moment and eternalizing it, and it gives the viewer the opportunity to see a gesture.”

(Source: likeafieldmouse, via grillfriend)

ameliajunex:

oh wow

ameliajunex:

oh wow

(Source: memewhore)

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