Anonymous: im 13 and my boyfriend wants me to spend the night what should i wear
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jzstinbieber:

JUSTIN’S DOING THAT THING WHERE I CAN BARELY UNDERSTAND A WORD HE’S SAYING IN THE SONGS BUT THEYRE SO GOOD AND HIS VOICE SOUNDS AMAZING IMDKAOELOd

224 notes   -  24 July
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Act my age?
What the fuck is that, “act my age”?
What do I care how old I am?
The Ocean is old as fuck.
It will still drown your ass with vigor. the greatest thing i have ever read (via morningsuns)
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I don’t deserve you but god, I want to. I want to spend the rest of my life trying to deserve you. (via mcdontgiveafuck)
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itsgayerinenochian:

satans-ghost:

Do you ever get like super vulnerable late at night that you just want to spill your heart out and say how you feel because you’ve been holding it in for so long and you just need some ventilation and there’s just something about two in the morning that makes me lose my filter and say the things I would never have the guts to say when the sun is up.

the nights were mainly made for saying things that you can’t say tomorrow day

298,384 notes   -  23 July
mingdliu the1975loves

windowsvriska:

do you ever wonder if u have a reputation like people u dont even know could have opinions about u 

467,036 notes   -  23 July
vampirequeenarchives finnharriess
I am jealous of those who think more deeply, who write better, who draw better, who look better, who live better, who love better than I.  Sylvia Plath (via naomilku)
236,516 notes   -  23 July
have--not queenbrig
When your mother hits you, do not strike back. When the boys call asking your cup size, say A, hang up. When he says you give him blue balls, say you’re welcome. When a girl with thick black curls who smells like bubble gum stops you in a stairwell to ask if you’re a boy, explain that you keep your hair short so she won’t have anything to grab when you head-butt her. Then head-butt her. When a guidance counselor teases you for handed-down jeans, do not turn red. When you have sex for the second time and there is no condom, do not convince yourself that screwing between layers of underwear will soak up the semen. When your geometry teacher posts a banner reading: “Learn math or go home and learn how to be a Momma,” do not take your first feminist stand by leaving the classroom. When the boy you have a crush on is sent to detention, go home. When your mother hits you, do not strike back. When the boy with the blue mohawk swallows your heart and opens his wrists, hide the knives, bleach the bathtub, pour out the vodka. Every time. When the skinhead girls jump you in the bathroom stall, swing, curse, kick, do not turn red. When a boy you think you love delivers the first black eye, use a screw driver, a beer bottle, your two good hands. When your father locks the door, break the window. When a college professor writes you poetry and whispers about your tight little ass, do not take it as a compliment, do not wait, call the Dean, call his wife. When a boy with good manners and a thirst for Budweiser proposes, say no. When your mother hits you, do not strike back. When the boys tell you how good you smell, do not doubt them, do not turn red. When your brother tells you he is gay, pretend you already know. When the girl on the subway curses you because your tee shirt reads: “I fucked your boyfriend,” assure her that it is not true. When your dog pees the rug, kiss her, apologize for being late. When he refuses to stay the night because you lived in Jersey City, do not move. When he refuses to stay the night because you live in Harlem, do not move. When he refuses to stay the night because your air conditioner is broken, leave him. When he refuses to keep a toothbrush at your apartment, leave him. When you find the toothbrush you keep at his apartment hidden in the closet, leave him. Do not regret this. Do not turn red. When your mother hits you, do not strike back. Jeanann Verlee, Unsolicited Advice to Adolescent Girls With Crooked Teeth and Pink Hair (via wondurs)
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foxxycleopatra:

when someone calls you fake

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Justin Bieber - Hold Tight + U Smile
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