orlopzi:

prop-215:

dazegetbrighter:

what if rocks are actually soft but just tense up when we touch them?

How stoned are you right now?

He’s not until someone touches him

i never really liked

my name 

much

until i found out 

what it tastes like 

when you sigh it 

into my

mouth

youuidiotkid:

i am saying fuck you so much in my head right now it’s unbelievable 

chinkerbelle:

Reasons I grab my boobs

• running upstairs
• running downstairs
• running
• stoked on life
• scared
• walking through my house in the dark
• bored
• boobs

Forgive others, not because they deserve forgiveness, but because you deserve peace.

beautilation:

“I’ll never forget the day Marilyn and I were walking around New York City, just having a stroll on a nice day. She loved New York because no one bothered her there like they did in Hollywood, she could put on her plain-jane clothes and no one would notice her. She loved that. So as we we’re walking down Broadway, she turns to me and says ‘Do you want to see me become her?’ I didn’t know what she meant but I just said ‘Yes’- and then I saw it. I don’t know how to explain what she did because it was so very subtle, but she turned something on within herself that was almost like magic. And suddenly cars were slowing and people were turning their heads and stopping to stare. They were recognizing that this was Marilyn Monroe as if she pulled off a mask or something, even though a second ago nobody noticed her. I had never seen anything like it before.” - Amy Greene, wife of Marilyn’s personal photographer Milton Greene