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princessbindi:

I used to be really embarrassed when my parents would mess up their English but as I got older I realized my parents know Malayalam, Hindi, Tamil, AND English.

They’re way smarter than I am. So I started to chill.

Somebody start talking about how immigrants are dumb because they can’t speak English properly. I’d fucking like to see you try and even remember four different languages, you elitist and racist fuckbaby.

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i can see my baby swinging

dieyoungandtrustnoone:

i can see my baby swinging

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"Fear is freedom! Subjugation is liberation! Contradiction is truth! These are the truths of this world!"

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M.I.A. - Sexodus feat. The Weeknd

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The day you left I looked out the window and saw birds falling like rice at the wedding we’ll never have. Except this wasn’t beautiful. There was nothing to celebrate. Some days I eat black licorice and call the way you loved me Murder. That’s what it feels like. I smear the black all over my mouth and say your name. I hope you get lost in the dark. I hope you never find your way back up my throat again. I hope you drown somewhere deep in my stomach. I hope the neighbors don’t hear you screaming. I hope I never feel you kicking. I hope the nausea stops one day. I hope my stomach learns to stop spinning. I hope I can think of you one day without you coming back to life inside me.

I think of you and hear a bang against my window. A splatter. A child screaming. A fathers footsteps running. All this blood and no real victim. No family to claim the dead. All this blood and I’m the one wearing it. I’m the one burying it. I’m the one swallowing guilt that keeps rising to the surface. You aren’t awful, I know this. I hated you for being so good and taking it all with you. For loving me so violently gentle and then leaving. I poured honey in my mouth and ended up with a fat tongue. I have trouble remembering sweetness can sting, too. Leave scars. I forget about bees and lose in love like a mouse caught in a trap. If I am being honest, some days I don’t care what the world is losing because of me. I don’t care how gutted the skies look. How the trees are grieving. How nests fall apart waiting patiently to be filled. Some days I think of you on purpose.

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lectorel:

gaycrime:

wow The Onion is dropping a lot of truth for a work of satire

The onion isn’t satire. The onion is pure progressive rage with a thin satire coating.

So you’re saying it has layers?

derinthemadscientist:

lectorel:

gaycrime:

wow The Onion is dropping a lot of truth for a work of satire

The onion isn’t satire. The onion is pure progressive rage with a thin satire coating.

So you’re saying it has layers?

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arbors:

there’s always a white boy in every class that just talks and talks and talks like timothy stop just write it down!! make a mental note!!! wait till after class and tell ya friends on reddit!!


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