Had a wonderful night with my brother. We watched a play and it was spectacular.


mydogsnokes:

are u ever out with ur friends and u can’t stop thinking about a song and all u wanna do is go home and sit in the dark and listen to that song 45 times in a row

(via fake-mermaid)


morphine-and-cigarettes:

RAISE YOUR HAND IF YOU HAVE A HOPELESS CRUSH ON SOMEONE YOU CAN NEVER CALL YOURS

(via crystallized-teardrops)


A guy just fell over on the ice and took out like ten people and I almost yelled out strike


I’m more of sidelines kinda person


At ice skating, but I’d rather be at home reading mydrunkkitchen ‘s book


Cute nicknames are the key to my heart.


mattharv666:

skankmcmeow:

I see your shifting gaze, that disgusted glance. I know you’re questioning my parenting from across the elementary school assembly.

Let me tell you a little story about the kindergarten student with bright purple hair, my little Raven Marie…

A month before school started she decided to play hair stylist with the craft scissors, and to save what was left I had to opt for a pixie cut. She was absolutely devastated. It was about three hours before she stopped her harsh sobbing and hiccups.

Why?

She has thought that the length of a girls hair was what made her “girly”. I know I’ve personally had many hairstyles around her before, including a purple mohawk, which many people criticized as not being “girly” enough. Media, other children, other parents, and society made it worse. She would randomly burst in tears while out in public for the first week of her new style, screaming that she looked like a boy. That everyone would think she’s a boy.

At one point she took off her bow in her hair, threw it at a cashier and screamed, “I DON’T NEED THIS BOW TO TELL YOU THAT I’M NOT A BOY, BECAUSE I’M NOT”

Proudly stomping away in her blue jean overalls, head held high.

Once we edged closer to the first day of school she kept asking questions like, “Do you think the other kids will like me? Do you think they’ll be my friend? Will they think I’m a boy? Will they pick on me because I have boy hair?”

So I went to the grocery store, bought some dye, and spent the whole night transforming my bright blonde little girl into a plum punk rock fairy. I then assured her that if any of the kids didn’t like her, they were just jealous.

As for you, mothers and teachers with the wandering eyes filled with disgust and judgement, I’m in the business of raising a free spirit.

Here’s to you, Raven Marie. I love you.

Look at how fucking adorable that kid is holy fucking shit

(via thylegend)


uoa:

do you guys realize we can change our lives any time we want like you can just go ahead and delete ur blog, stop eating meat, shave or head, start running, tell that person you hate why you hate them so much, confess your love to someone and kiss them unexpectedly like why don’t we do that

(via s-ilience)


lunar-amethyst:

effervescentvibes:

among-conifers:

Saved another cutie from the wet pavement yesterday. I just love bees. Look at those little legs.

☾ good vibes here ॐ

❂ॐ☮Hippie|Spiritual|Nature blog☮ॐ❂

lunar-amethyst:

effervescentvibes:

among-conifers:

Saved another cutie from the wet pavement yesterday. I just love bees. Look at those little legs.

 good vibes here ॐ

❂ॐ☮Hippie|Spiritual|Nature blog☮ॐ❂