- Alexa Evangelista, you deserve better (via vodkakilledtheteens)

(Source: vodkakilledtheteens)

I hope one day
Your human body
Is not a jail cell,
Instead it’s a sunny
2pm garden with daisies
Thriving because of
Self love.
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Paintings of double exposed images by Pakayla Rae Biehn

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art  # flowers  

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photography  # fashion  
What You Believe About Homosexuality Doesn’t Matter | Tyler Smither (via lacohan)

I wish I had heard this just ONCE growing up in the church. Just once.

(via goldenheartedrose)

(Source: gaywrites)


The fact of the matter is, it doesn’t matter whether or not you think homosexuality is a sin. Let me say that again. It does not matter if you think homosexuality is a sin, or if you think it is simply another expression of human love. It doesn’t matter. Why doesn’t it matter? Because people are dying. Kids are literally killing themselves because they are so tired of being rejected and dehumanized that they feel their only option left is to end their life. As a Youth Pastor, this makes me physically ill. And as a human, it should make you feel the same way. So, I’m through with the debate. When faced with the choice between being theologically correct…as if this is even possible…and being morally responsible, I’ll go with morally responsible every time.

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- Things I’ll teach my children (via infl4ted) -
Falling in love with yourself first doesn’t make you vain or selfish, it makes you indestructible.
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Drawings by Christopher Williams

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cigarette smoke, gun oil, organized crime and women loving women.


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(Source: my-tumblrisbetterthanyours)

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(Source: stab-me-in-the-back-again)

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Looking for Alaska, John Green (via e-vaporate)

(Source: survivinginsanity)

You can’t just make me different and then leave.
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Mark Chadwick

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- Kim Addonizio, For Desire (via hellanne) -

Give me the lover who yanks open the door
of his house and presses me to the wall
in the dim hallway, and keeps me there until I’m drenched
and shaking, whose kisses arrive by the boatload
and begin their delicious diaspora
through the cities and small towns of my body.

To hell with the saints, with the martyrs
of my childhood meant to instruct me
in the power of endurance and faith,
to hell with the next world and its pallid angels
swooning and sighing like Victorian girls.

I want this world. I want to walk into
the ocean and feel it trying to drag me along
like I’m nothing but a broken bit of scratched glass,
and I want to resist it.

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gif  # preach  

(Source: sebastiastans)

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marvel  # tws  # *SOBBING*  
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