Violence is never the answer,
I know. My hands are still
and steady. The tremors
quit quaking by the third
deep breath.
I shot up a school and a small town
before I even got out of bed.
(Source: inchesgiven)
bang on
I care about animals more than humans because animals usually deserve it…
(Source: livelovegan)
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"Even I, as sick as I am, I would never be you.
Even I, sick and depraved, a traveler to the grave, I would never be you."
Morrissey (via classof1969)
(Source: frenchtwist)
in-her-hips-theres-revolutions:
my best butt ever
so great omg
Totally making this.
I need to make this.
I have to find a pair of jeans I’m not emotionally attached to so I can do this.
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Speeding Cars - Imogen Heap
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"I was born with an enormous need for affection, and a terrible need to give it."
Audrey Hepburn (via go-palm)
(Source: darlingjustbehuman)
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- gatsby: hey i just met you
- gatsby: and this is crazy
- gatsby: but i'm going to spend most of my life and wealth in an attempt to pursue you for your stunning vapidness and the warped image of yourself created in my mind as a precursor to my eventual fall
- gatsby: so call me maybe
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"We could never understand why the girls cared so much about being mature, or why they felt compelled to compliment each other, but sometimes, after one of us had read a long portion of the diary out loud, we had to fight back the urge to hug one another or tell each other how pretty we were. We felt the imprisonment of being a girl, the way it made your mind active and dreamy, and how you ended up knowing which colors went together. We knew that the girls were our twins, that we all existed in space like animals with identical skins, and that they knew everything about us though we couldn’t fathom them at all. We knew, finally, that the girls were really women in disguise, that they understood love and even death, and that our job was merely to create the noise that seemed to fascinate them."
The Virgin Suicides (via etheleato)
