dream.create.journey

shuckl:

nothingman:

Doing The Pledge of Allegiance every school day for 4 or 5 years is one of those things that don’t seem strange when you’re young

But then you get older and you realized “yeah, swearing your allegiance to a flag for about 200+ days out of 365 day year in unity with other small children is without a doubt a creepy as fuck activity”

wait is that actually a thing american schoolchildren do what the fuck

indieannajones:

Seriously, what the police are doing is not “bad”, it’s illegal.

There is a reason why people are raging mad at this situation, and it’s because it’s a blatant violation of basic human rights.

If you don’t understand that, then you are part of the problem.

quentintarrantino:

I like cards against humanity because it’s offensive and because this is an actual review on their website they chose to publish:

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“The true mark of maturity is when somebody hurts you and you try to understand their situation instead of trying to hurt them back.”

Unknown 

nobody tells you how sharp love is,
how it feels like a chord snapping and curling up
on the e-string of a violin,
how it means walking on the eggshells you
just used to make your favourite dessert,
and waking up gasping for air every morning with
that pain underneath your rib cage thinking,
this is it, this is the end

nobody tells you how hard love is,
all cracking bones and pounding skulls and
espresso shots and crooked fingernails and
knocking on each other’s walls with bloodied fists,
trying to break them down, but really asking gently
let me in, let me in, let me in,
i would belong here if you let me, let me in

nobody tells you how tough love is,
like sandpaper scrubbed across the back of your
eyelids as you struggle to stay up just to keep
talking to them,
like sore muscles and stiff jaws from having
to restrain yourself from grabbing them by the
shoulders and shaking them while you scream,
can’t you see i would do anything for you,
can’t you see i don’t want to live without you

nobody tells you how bright love is,
like staring into the sun even though you risk
going blind and your eyes are watering and burning
but you can’t stop because it makes art underneath
your eyelids, like your screen turned up all the
way in the middle of the night, like the hot
blue burst of a flame or a firework as you realize,
maybe this is for real this time,
maybe this is the best day of my life

nobody tells you how love is,
because it feels like cool hardwood floors
on the soles of your feet on a hot summer morning
and it feels like morning breath that actually
smells good and it feels like turning on
the radio to your favourite part in the only
okay song that plays seven times a day,
and it feels like throwing out all your papers
on the last day of school and it feels like
relief, relief, relief

but nobody told me how love was,
all go, go, go and don’t look behind you,
and pretend your past was never your past
because i saw people as pools
too blistering hot to dip your toes into,
i saw people as palms
constantly reaching to lay themselves on you,
and i woke up alone and the pillow next to me
had forgotten the imprint autograph
of your head and i touched my
burning lips and i thought,
this is it, this is the end

And this is it by k.p.k

poop-punx:

if your first reaction, upon hearing the statistic that empty houses in america vastly outnumber homeless people, is to say “well you can’t just give people homes, the housing market would collapse” i’m gonna need you to take one giant step back and figure out why you value money and unsustainable economy over basic human rights

roughness:

robin williams was the crazy uncle you could always go to for a joke or a cheering up and it’s strange and very hard for me to fathom that he is gone. I just assumed that people like him, people who have changed others’ lives for the better and brought such joy and excitement to children and adults alike, would live eternally

“People want to hear songs with the words they’re afraid to say.”

Hilarie Burton, One Tree Hill - seefaitheverywhere 

hamtaryo:

Open your eyes. Spread the word.

bonsikoy:

Last words on the last books of different book series. [Part one]

caswithashotgun:

caswithashotgun:

"if you don’t consider breasts sexual organs then why do you care if i grab them"
well EXCUSE ME BUT IF I JUST STRUTTED UP AND GRABBED YOUR EAR AND FELT IT UP LIKE MMMM YEAH BABY I BET YOU HEAR REAAAL GOOD WOULD YOU NOT BE UNCOMFORTABLE

glad to see y’all spreading the word

©DH