March 2011
February 2011
“I drank to drown my sorrows, but the damned things learned how to swim.”
– Frida Kahlo (via thebeautifulyouth)
the beach is the only place i feel home. not just any beach - the long island sound. the sound keeps me sound and it’s not here and i need it. i want to go home and just sit there and breathe. on the beach. home.
Delicious Ambiguity: Dirty Dozen →
chloex11:
During the past week I have learned a lot about togetherness, about love and about sisterhood. I have recently begun pledging for a sorority and I’m not going to lie, things were rough, but I would do anything for these girls, I wanted to be a part of it so badly, it consumed me, it was my life….
“LGBT rights are not special rights; they are human rights.”
– President Barack Obama (via togepenis)
Somebody called me a vapid cunt and I said, the...
“Never wrestle with a pig. You both get dirty. And the pig likes it.”
– The New Shelton wet/dry (via nevver)
is it in you now to bear the truth that you have spoken? twisted up by knaves, to make a trap for fools.
is it in you now to watch the things you gave your life to broken and stoop and build them up with worn out tools?
