I love the shirt…
I love the shirt…
SKULL AND CROSSBONES (8tracks)
O CAPTAIN! my Captain! our fearful trip is done;
The ship has weather’d every rack, the prize we sought is won;
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring:
But O heart! heart! heart!
O the bleeding drops of red,
Where on the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.
-walt whitman, 1865
I SHIP THEM SO HARD
"These crystals…they have some sort of healing energy. I’ve- I’ve seen it work".
Following everyone back until I find A tumblr girlfriend :)
Stephen Fry interviewing Simon Lokodo, Uganda’s Minister for “Ethics and Integrity”
This documentary was a good watch. Although whenever he spoke to law makers I’d start screaming at the tv
WHY DID THIS MAKE ME SO HAPPY
i don’t just want a boyfriend i want someone who laughs into kisses and stays in bed an extra hour with me every morning and buys me chinese food when i’m on my period and cries in front of me and lets me cry in front of them and someone i can take quiet baths with or have shower fights with and someone i can just be completely me around and i dont care how corny it sounds i just wanna find a soul mate
I just wanna say to anyone who’s going through this shit, cutting is not the answer. I’ve harmed myself in the past too hoping it would help me get through, but it never works, it always comes back 2x as hard. Trust me - talking to a friend, just letting it out, helps more than you can imagine. You may think there’s no point ‘cause no one can help you but it doesn’t matter - just getting it out of your head and into the world changes everything. That, and music, hopefully ours as well. If you ever feel like cutting, go listen to Sempiternal, listen to the lyrics. We feel the same.
Oh baby you don’t know how many times you saved my life
Upcoming Disney/Pixar short : Blue Umbrella [X]
i now ship two umbrellas and i am not ashamed to admit it
This is the plaster (Band aid) my 3 year old brother gave to me tonight. He saw my cuts when I was tucking him into bed and he asked what they were. Naturally, I told him the truth, I told him that when I get angry or upset I do this to myself to calm down. His little face looked heart broken. This 3 year old child then ran away into the kitchen, Pulling out a small box. He pulled out his favorite plaster with George (His favorite character or course) and ran back to me, Handing my the plaster. He then said. ‘You should never do that to yourself, It’s not good for you. George will make you feel better”
He crawled back into bed and hugged me tightly. He told me that tonight that i was never worth hurting myself over.
See, A 3 year old can handle self harm better than some people. He’s three and he didn’t judge me, He didn’t shout at me, He didn’t treat me like a child.
I’ve now made a pinky promise to him never to hurt myself again (Unless I fall over, He said that would be unfair on me)
aww i am sobbing… omfg hold me!
unless you fall over that would be unfair
can we just appreciate how precious and nonjudgmental this wonderful child is
I TRIED TO SCROLL PAST.
I REALLY DID.