PRIDE

nowhereboy:

allthesmallwords:

the greatest scene in all of modern cinema

Dude I still can’t believe some people haven’t seen this movie.

d-dracarys-s:

KITTY

d-dracarys-s:

KITTY

covered-with-mist:

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covered-with-mist:

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nerdofchaos:

recreationalcannibalism:

the-adequate-gatsby:

stultifyandstupefy:

derpes:

And God said unto Abraham, “Abraham.”

And Abraham replied, “What.”

God said to John, “Come forth and receive eternal life.” But John came fifth and won a toaster.

And Judas approached the rabbis and Pharisees saying, “The one whom I kiss is the one you seek.”

To which they responded, “Gay.” 

And thus, god made Eve. And she was bammin’ slammin’ bootylicious.

see you all in hell

Once you get this, you must share 5 random facts about yourself, and then send it to your 10 favorite followers.


aww i love these!

five random facts:

  • I take great pride in doing domestic things. I love cooking and baking, and I find it intensely satisfying when my house is sparklingly clean and I know that it’s all because of me. I guess I’m a homemaker at heart. But I really like that.
  • I did not get to bed until five thirty in the morning last night/today
  • I don’t know how to ride a bike. It’s a little sad, but I just never learned. I never got past raining wheels. 
  • I am very afraid of the ocean. I’ve been really brave this summer the few times that I went to the beach, because I willed myself to go in far enough that the water was above my knees. But I am truly terrified of it. I’m pretty sure that it is because when I was three I went to the beach with my dad and older brother, and I almost drowned (that’s probably also why I have like a crazy love for lifeguards), and I just never got over it. 
  • I never really realized this, but my best friend pointed out today that I am a fiercely independent person. She said that I have no problem doing things by myself, and I never ask for help, and I always figure things out. I make my own way, always and in all things. She said that I am doing some truly amazing things in my life (aw). But— as she said— I never really recognize the importance of the things that I do unless I receive some recognition. And not from just anyone, but rather a partner. I need a partner who recognizes the hard work that I do and encourages me and reminds me that what I am doing is worthwhile. Otherwise I get discouraged and don’t feel like I’m doing anything with my life. I never knew this about myself, but now that she said it, I’ve realized that it’s very true.

eirstegalkin:

in a healthy, close relationship of any kind, when something upsets you, you need to bring it up. as soon as possible, even. cultivate an environment in which you both can talk about things that upset you, with the utmost attention to everyone’s feelings. it’s a really simple thing to do but it’s a thing i’ve been working on for a while and i’m getting actual nice things happening as a result

“I’ve had enough of my own humanness for a lifetime.
Somwhere inside me dreams are dying as they give up hope on ever being found.
And the ones I have with me have grown withered.
Is it only a matter of time before I join them?
Shall I embrace the idea of meaninglessness and submit myself to carnal instinct?
I think I’m too afraid of being anything to even let myself become that.
Fear isn’t a cage, it’s not a trap.
It’s two ropes, one tied to each of your arms and pulling it in the opposite direction.
To the east lies your fears and all the darkness that could teach you what it means to steel yourself against the night in the flames of everything terrible you ever dreamed of.
And to the west lie your ambitions, and all the dreams you have yet to coax out of their little white cotton clouds or dig so deep into the dirt to find that you break your nails and your sweat forms a well of saltwater through which you may even have to swim to pluck the uncut diamond of your eye from the depths of the earth. The place where you know disappointment and the implosion of the frame that kept your heart protected lies, and the place where you know the collapsing of those steel beams will bring forth a wellspring of blood from your heart into all the places of your life that you needed passion and vitality. All the places you kept from yourself for fear that your own dream would turn to vampire bats to pierce your heart and drink you dry so they could fly up to the moon where you’d never see them or precious passion again.
The west is where you want to end. But you’re not sure you’ve had enough east to make it through without collapsing. You need just the right dose of paranoia and your pillars need to be just weak enough to only come crashing down when the Sampson inside you screams “NO MORE”. Just weak enough so your heart can be crushed by your second-story pharisees, as all their pride and regulations against your dreams come crashing down just a little too hard.
That is when your heart will be spilling over and that is when you will find yourself in your natural state as your blood is finally given permission to fertilize and nourish the land that was yours for so long.
You’re not afraid of these kinds of change. In fact you crave them because they mean something more.
Your shoulders are getting tired and you wonder if you’ll even walk west with your own arms to hold yourself together until it is time to break.
You’ve run north and south so many times to find a better configuration,
But the ropes are always there, criss-crossing your arms in front of you like some mock crucifixion. Only you are not even permitted to be spread out before the world; you are held captive between the fears of being too much and too little,
and really, if you had your choice, the ropes would switch directions and tear you in half, leading half of your carcass to be purified like an ore in the fire, and the other to scrape up a living from the rocks for the dreams that survived the great divide.
Because half of you dying is better than the whole rotting away. That rings a bell from Sunday school, but you always thought it would be the severing of a hand or a foot to escape shackles in a dungeon, not the division of your soul into two parts. Halfsies like at your elementary school lunch table. You see that in comics and cartoons all the time, but never real life.
But halfsies sounds appealing right now. And if only you could live and die for pete’s sake you might make something useful of your heart.
But the ropes are tied the way they are. That’s where you are and giving up is not an option. I’m telling you right now, it is not.
What you are going to do,
Is pull.
pull the east and the west with such might that they become one. Let your dreams and worst nightmares meet in the middle and crash down around you in ashes and shards of broken glass. You were made for this. Let yourself be molded by the fire and broken by your second-story balconies of pride and pillars of entitlement. When it is all done you will stand the most collosal attest to ruin that your world has ever seen. Your blood will flow and both your dreams and nightmares will slip in it amd perish in eachothers grip. But to let go of fear is to force them to fight until suited still stand. Throw yourself into the chaos knowing that some things are beyond your control, but nothing has you under its control. That is what letting go of fear means. To bare yourself to the hurt that is certain in nature but unpredictable in reality.
So I tell you today. Run no longer.
Pull the brokenness close. And keep it there.
Pull the passion close, and keep it there.
Push against your nightmares. And let them fall.
Push against your dreams. And let those fall too.
And last of all
Bleed. For what needs you I beg you to.
Bleed. For what you were meant to.”

-(via majestic-eyebrows)

"Real love is strange and changeable… but also somehow constant." — Tom Hiddleston

vvhitehouse:

aneastcoastbreeze:

vvhitehouse:

advantages to wearing oversized sweaters:

  • instant cute outfit with minimal effort
  • it enhances the coziness when u drink hot beverages
  • sweater paws are guaranteed to make u feel 43% more adorable
  • u can unbutton ur jeans and no one will know

disadvantages to wearing oversized sweaters:

Guys think they’re totally not cute lol

the day i dress for a man is the day they dress me in my coffin to see jesus

audaciousfucker:

xxxreesareesareesaxxx:

Every Day….. R ~~~~~

Fuck yes!!!!

audaciousfucker:

xxxreesareesareesaxxx:

Every Day….. R ~~~~~

Fuck yes!!!!

blue-eyed-girl69:

💋

blue-eyed-girl69:

💋

“I need someone who
Sees the fire in my eyes and
wants to play with it.”

-Haiku by l.s.f. (via themilkywhiteway)

theghostoflove
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