Victorian Tumblr Themes
dare to dream.
thewomanfromitaly:

theuppitynegras:

the-goddamazon:

prayforprada:

this cannot be real

Are you fucking kidding me.

team white girl just scored their first goal

…i just.. i don’t… i’m not sure what i should feel here but i cant stop laughing

thewomanfromitaly:

theuppitynegras:

the-goddamazon:

prayforprada:

this cannot be real

Are you fucking kidding me.

team white girl just scored their first goal

…i just.. i don’t… i’m not sure what i should feel here but i cant stop laughing

youpeoplegivemearash:

kaleidosc0pe-dr3am:

WAIT JUST ONE SECOND

SORRY BUT DID LILY JUST KISS SHARPAY

rifa:

herpowerisherown:

wendycorduroy:

Samira Wiley (x) and Danielle Brooks (x) on Instagram

In case you weren’t aware, these two have been best friends irl for 6 years and went to Julliard together.

^^I WASNT AWARE THANK YOU FOR TELLING ME OH MY GOD IM SO HAPPY RIGHT NOW

WHAT OH MY GOD

Growth is painful. Change is painful.But nothing is as painful as staying stuck somewhere you don’t belong.
Mandy Hale (via derpingthroughlife)

loudmouthed:

people that argue with cashiers are the worst kind of people

mannhattan:

uunityy:

nash-grier:

Honestly, I don’t know how I feel about having Tumblr. I really don’t get it and it’s not something I really like using. What do you guys think? :/

Just delete already

ur a fuckin douche canoe 

When he says
He doesn’t love you anymore,
Roll your shoulders back
And look him in the eye
Even when it feels like your ribs
Are breaking inward, like spider legs.
When he digs up old aches
That he swore he forgave you for,
Smile
And ask him why he didn’t leave you sooner.
Ignore the way the words feel like sandpaper
Running all the way up your throat to your mouth.
When he blames you
For mistakes that wear his face,
Do not scream.
Do not cry.
Tell him that there are boys
Who would be proud to say they’d loved you.
Tell him that in two years
You won’t even remember his name
And don’t let him see the way you can taste your own lie.
When he leaves
Ignore the howling in your blood
And do not get up after him.
Not even to lock the door.
Do not, do not
Do not.
Smell his shirts when you box them up
To give them back.
Not one.
Swear off dating when you realize
You’re chasing ghosts that wear his smile.
It’s okay to cry over him.
It’s even okay to forgive him.
But do not go back to him.
If he did not know how to love you the first time,
He won’t know how to do it the next.

How To Pretend It Doesn’t Hurt, by Ashe Vernon  (via 1811181)

Holy fucking shit

(via br0kenn-angel)

i’m sorry but i’m not ashamed to like shitty pop music

how the fuck am i supposed to dance around my room to bon iver