bisexual and pansexual people are actually made of stardust and flames and are immortal pass it on
paper planes || m.i.a.
pirate skulls and bones
sticks and stones and weed and bombs
running when we hit ‘em
lethal poison for the system
I really fucking love you.
There are no in betweens.
I don’t know what grey is.
My love is black and white.
"oh my god stop criticizing young girls who like 50 Shades of Gray or Twilight you can’t tell them what they can and can’t read"
no we can’t but we have to protect young girls from mistaking abusive behavior for genuine affection at all costs
You will always be too much of something for someone: too big, too loud, too soft, too edgy. If you round out your edges, you lose your edge.
Apologize for mistakes. Apologize for unintentionally hurting someone — profusely. But don’t apologize for being who you are.