I'm Becca. 22. H8 everything and love everything at the same time. Vegetarian. Uppindempunx. I enjoy malt liquor and bum wine. A//E

doctorspontaneous:

voidethered:

ask-omnipony:

luckydreaming:

Are fedoras really that bad?

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YES YES THEY ARE

I don’t really believe this mumbo jumbo

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I mean it’s a goddamn hat.

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Right..?

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The white rose, it symbolizes the unique beauty of all the women who wish not to be with a nice guy such as myse-

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I wonder if this works with other kinds of hat…

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Nothing ventured, nothing gained…

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WHEEEN THE MOON HITS YOUR EYE LIKE A BIG PIZZA PIE THAT’S AMORREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

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gorgonetta:

[Painting of Death as a spectral nanny taking a child and infant away from their bereaved family.  A detail shows the family’s house number is 1918.]

I never realized this until seeing the detail, but this painting is most likely about the flu pandemic.

derekisonfire:

Frank Turner is one of the best songwriters.

jagkcitybitch:

Things people don’t get to choose:

  • Sexual Orientation
  • Gender Identity
  • Height
  • Weight
  • Appearance
  • Disabilities
  • Mental Illnesses
  • Race

Things people do get to choose

  • To be an ignorant bitch-faced asshole to people because of things they have no control over

titlesareformality:

Defiance, Ohio - You Are Loved

And as the story unfolds over time, things we once knew they do dissolve into the sky. She swears she sees a brand new constellation every time somebody we know dies, it is no consolation prize but we’ll remember you. So to get good sleep at night, silence the oracles, they’re singing from inside. Nobody really wants to know the future, we just want to hear “you’ll be alright” and we’ll be alright. These days they will find us learning that we had it all wrong; but these days they will find us unashamed because we were learning all along, and the radio plays a familiar song.

And to this magic we hold on, I just don’t want to feel its loss until it’s gone. It was in an eerie glow I finally left you lonely, left the TV on. If I have one regret it’s letting this whole nihilistic shit charade live on! You know it scares the hell out of me when my friends think they have nobody to lean on! …And the radio plays a familiar song.

And in the darkness of my room I keep conversing with the man in the moon. I know he’s going to tell me something that I want to hear I bet it’ll happen soon because all the books I have read just don’t read right, say to save your soul you’ve got to hide yourself inside, or forget about the world that you perceive, no, we are here for such a little while. These days they will find us learning that we had it all wrong, but these days they will find us unashamed because we’ve been learning all along, and the radio plays a familiar song and you are loved you are loved you are really loved.

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ladyskellington:

therealbarbielifts:

ink-its-art:

Watercolour Tattoos by Sasha Unisex

Omfg

WOAH