How Did We All Just Casually Listen To Take Me To Church On The Radio In 2014??

i want our kitchen to be green with a lot of plants and old tea kettles. we will have too many even though you don’t really like tea too much. we will collect them from flea markets and we will think they’re pretty.

so what if i’m a failure????? at least i’m not straight lmaoo

Does anyone else wanna lay in an empty field on a blanket late one summer evening when it's not too dark or cold but the sun's setting with a girl cuddled up to your side listening to chill indie music using a skateboard as a pillow... or is it just me?

Generation Z

Generation Z was born with the tragedy of 9/11 shadowing our birth certificates. A warning signal of what’s to come in the rest of our lives.

Because we grew up going to class with four— yes, four— of our classmates raising their hands and having scars on their arms being exposed. No one says anything because it’s too common for the guidance counselor to deal with, so everyone adverts their eyes instead.

We have, time and time again, gone to class only to hide under our desks for four hours not being sure whether the alarm blaring in or ears is a drill or not. Texting your parents worried because nobody knows what’s going on, and all you can do is hope that this is one of the dozens of drills you have each month and not one of the hundreds of school shootings every year.

We’re afraid to go to concerts and movie theaters and malls, and the general fucking outside world with our friends or family because of the terrorism displayed on the news. We’re scared of ending up dead every time we leave our house because the chances of it happening are more likely than it not.

We grew up in a mental health crisis and a new age of terrorism and violence. We don’t have memories of being happy, because as soon as we became self aware we knew what was going on around us.

And every time we say something to make things better for the next generation after us; every time we cry or slit our wrists just like we know to do oh so well; every time we try to do anything in the our lives we’re told that we’re too young to understand. That we have nothing to fear.

And when we’re dead, what do we have to fear then?

When we’re dead, will we finally be heard?

hi ! i can not find the artist of this piccrew anywhere on that website so i’ve come here. i made this at some point from august to now. if you guys know the username let me know!

They share food and bite off of the same side what are they trying to prove? They love? They are completely comfortable with each other?? Boyfriends??

dan and phil are a social experiment designed to torment single gays with their love

we love only looking at schools in blue states with good lgbt+ ratings aha

Best thing you can do for yourself? Stop giving a fuck.

Literally all the things people judge about you and you judge about others doesn’t mean shit. Beauty is nothing but taught torture. We’re taught to hate our noses because there’s something we can buy to “fix” it. We’re taught to hate “fat” because there’s something we can buy to remove it. YOURE BEING TAUGHT TO HATE YOURSELF. YOURE BEING TAUGHT THIS SO YOU BUY MORE SHIT. If you fully understand that vanity means absolutely nothing if it doesn’t make you feel good, you start to realize how useless it is to judge based on looks. And others who judge start to look less important because you understand their mindset is in a completely different place. You owe absolutely no one anything. Why die thinking you didn’t enjoy yourself based on how your looks “held” you back? Humans are more than the rodents we’re convinced we are.

girls are so pretty like they can just do simple things like breathing and inside all i think is ‘oh my goodness she’s breathing’ and wow girls really do be out here breathing sometimes

Litochoro / Greece (by alastair graham).