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No matter whether you are black or white, man or woman, gay or straight, Christian, Muslim, or Jew, we all share the same emotions, the same human condition.
James Blunt (via wnq-music)
how did you feel knowing she doesn’t hurt anymore? that the girl who once cried hours on end for you doesn’t shed a single tear when thinking of you. how does it feel to know that you are not on her mind anymore? that the girl who thought of you at 3am and 3pm and all the times in between has another person on her mind. how does it feel to lose the one girl who would have given the stars and the sky and her whole world for you?
(via unwrittenphrases)
I work at a swim school and we occasionally have birthday parties. I over hear a conversation one of the kids had with their mom
Hears conversation between a mom and daughter who is like 6.
Mom: Looking at news article on phone about Sam Smith**
Girl: Mommy why is Sam Smith kissing a boy?
Mom: it’s because he’s gay honey.
Girl: Mommy what does gay mean?
Mom: Like girls like boys, it’s when boys like boys.
Girl: Oh….well why can’t girls like girls?
Mom: They can they’re called lesbians.
Girl: lessions?
Mom: No, Les-Bee-Ens.
Girl: Oh Okay,….can I be lesbian?
Mom: Sure, only if you feel that way, why?
Girl: Cuz there’s this girl name katey and she’s really really pretty like prettier then Elsa.
Mom: PRETTIER THAN ELSA?!?!
Girl: Yeah, I want her to be my girlfriend.
Mom: Okay, wait…what about that other kid you liked, that boy named Jimmy.
Girl: I don’t like Jimmy anymore, I only said that cause I thought I didn’t have anymore options but boys.
Mom: *starts dying laughing*
Me *starts dying laughing*
Si los signos fueran una canción de One Direction.
Aries: No control.
Tauro: Night Changes.
Géminis: Steal my girl.
Cáncer: Where Do broken hearts go.
Leo: Clouds.
Virgo: Spaces.
Libra: Fool’s good.
Escorpio: 18.
Sagitario: Girl Almighty.
Capricornio: Illusion.
Acuario: Ready To run.
Piscis: Once in a lifetime.
Baiabaia.
to dad;
you know, you always used to call me a daddy’s girl. i’d jump onto your lap, or let you pick me up if my legs were tired and i’d look at my mother as if to say “i’m his princess, not yours.”
it’s not like that anymore, though.
because if i was your girl, you wouldn’t tell me to get out of “your” house and if i was your princess you wouldn’t say i’m a disgrace. you wouldn’t say i ruin everything just because two boys went upstairs and you wouldn’t make my friend cry because of you screaming at me as if i’m a work colleague who messed up the sales. you wouldn’t treat me as if you never raised me, as if you didn’t hold me in the first hour of my birth.
dad, on father’s day you asked me why i don’t love you. my reply was because you don’t love me. of course you don’t. because you’ve hurt me before and after that you saw the scars that marked my wrists and you said you loved me and you’re sorry but then you hurt me again and again and again.
at school meetings about my downfall which only happened because of you, you swore you’d defend me because i’m your blood. but you let me down, another heartbreak to live with. you said nothing to justify my case, only theirs. you told my headteacher i’m a disgusting person. all i could do was sit there and feel my heart crumble.
i stopped trying in school and they decided to put me on report. you’d give me endless lectures about giving respect, but i had to teach myself that on my own. when i finally got off it, improved the way i behaved, you didn’t say shit. no check ups on me, nothing. working my ass off to earn back any control of life you took away from me didn’t get me nothing but silence from you.
my mother says, “don’t get your heart broken by these boys.” dad, you were the best lesson.
from isabel. (via isabelspoetry)
Quirky & Cute Matchbox-Cards Help You Profess Your Love on Valentine’s Day
Inspired by greeting cards, gift boxes and all things miniature, these tiny “cards” are handmade from real matchboxes at the Brooklyn-based boutique 3XUdesign. Along with the quirky and funny puns, the element of surprise and love reign high in these small vessels.
Each box contains a hidden message, which is directly tied to the cover. As an alternative to traditional greeting cards, the ingenious creations feel more intimate, personal and affectionate. The handmade aesthetic gives a lovely, cozy and warm effect, which is undeniably cute. You can find their entire collection and more cards suited for other occasions in their Etsy shop.
So lovely💕
It’s cute when someone stays up late just to talk to you.