b3nihana:

I single-handedly destroyed myself. There’s no one to blame but me

the-troynicole-experience:

Pay attention to how things make you feel , energy is a crucial part of existence .

healingsuggestions:

Surround yourself with people who encourage you and love you for who you are. Learn to be comfortable with them and be yourself with them. You can’t build yourself back up on your own. Sometimes you need other people to help lighten the load.

sariae:

afictionadoes:

sariae:

why do so many people romanticize the 1950′s? like calm down we still have milkshakes and racism 

I know this^ is probably a sarcastic post, BUT….

For me, I love the 50s for all of its innocence and hope. There were bad things happening, yes, but it had that lovely pastel veneer that made everything nice and neighborly and honest.

Also the music is unparalleled.

my black friend’s grandmother was physically beaten by a group of white boys when she tried to attend a public high school after segregation had been deemed unconstitutional. her grandfather still has the scars on his back from the pressure hoses aimed at him by police. but i’m glad you like that lovely pastel veneer

davegrohlio:

benjamin-cumberdash:

davegrohlio:

Is there anything more exciting than getting new bras and underwear

Having someone to take them off

You win this time