Street Compliments
(Source: cliterallysame)
And if there’s one thing in this world I’ve ever known for sure, it’s that this girl is gonna crush me like a small bug, leave me so fucking broken there’ll be body bags beneath my eyes from nights I cried so hard the stars died. But I’m like, go ahead. I’m all yours. I would kiss you in the middle of the ocean during a lightning storm, cause I’d rather be left for dead than left to wonder what thunder sounds like.
Don’t Ask, Don’tTell.Today, it is officially OK to be gay in the military.
Yes! :)
i’m asking you to not just scroll by this post.
it has really come to my attention how cruel our youth can be. where we should see beauty from being different, we find reasons to choose hate and disgust. while our parents and grandparents fight wars with one another because of money, religion, oil, personal beliefs and ideals, we stand torn between two paths. we can follow in the path of our family, we can choose to write people off because they are different and unlike ourselves. or, we can be the change that this world has been looking for.
why is it up to anyone to judge someone else? simple answer, it’s not. many of us on tumblr come together because there is something inside of us that feels disconnected or lost to the real world. to many, this is a sanctuary or an escape from people and ourselves even. i’m not so ignorant to believe that one sub dimension of this world can be perfect and free of hate. i just don’t understand why of all places, people choose to display it here.
the kind of things that i see on my dashboard daily are not only cries of help from my friends and followers, but aslo love and encouragement. too often i see the ugly grey box pop up and try to bring people down for being something so perfect as themselves. after being away all day, this is the kind of thing that i come home to in my ask box, unfortunately quite often. if it is one person or many people, that makes little difference. still, i answer the good and interesting things and delete the hate. i choose to not react to the poison people insist on trying to give to me.
if i was any less of a strong and proud person than i am, what do you think i would do when these messages reach me? am i supposed to develop an eating disorder and harm myself? do you want me to change everything in my mind to hate? do you want me to delete my one small piece of solace in this world? or do you just want me to kill myself?
comments like these are what is destroying our last chance to turn this world around. by trying to destroy each other, don’t you all see that you are simply destroying yourself? i refuse to be brought down by cowardly comments and messages of hate, i know it’s not so easy for everyone else though. this post is just me, an ordinary teen blogger, who yes, is fat, to ask you all to stop and look in the mirror. i want you all to see yourselves in the light that i see you. if you’re a victim to this behavior, stand up for yourselves. if you are the bully in this situation, fix yourself so you can stop hurting others. if you are neither, reach out and defend the future.
be the change we need to see and send the love we need to hear.
thank you xx
I want a love like this..
Rumour Has It - Adele
“Rumour Has It”
She, she ain’t real,
She ain’t gonna be able to love you like I will,
She is a stranger,
You and I have history,
Or don’t you remember?
Sure, she’s got it all,
But, baby, is that really what you want?
Bless your soul, you’ve got your head in the clouds,
You made a fool out of you,
And, boy, she’s bringing you down,
She made your heart melt,
But you’re cold to the core,
Now rumour has it she ain’t got your love anymore.
