Anonymous asked:
Aye you're kinda cute

thanksss




"Evolution of Hip-Hop Dancing" (w/ Jimmy Fallon & Will Smith)

(Source: mayawiig)


tastefullyoffensive:

Cats Stuck in Things [via]

dunrath:

Have Heart - Lionheart [x]

love-alone-xx:

I really wish I could go to your house right now and sleep in your bed instead of mine.


piratequaintrelle:

Bob Sweeney: There was a moment..like this. when I used to blame everything and everyone… for all the pain and suffering and vile things that happened to me, that I saw happen to my people. Used to blame everybody. Blamed white people, blamed society, blamed God. I didn’t get no answers ‘cause I was asking the wrong questions. You have to ask the right questions.

Derek Vinyard: Like what?

Bob Sweeney: Has anything you’ve done made your life better?

— American History X, 1998,Tony Kay

(Source: starfight)

evaded:

If I text you first, you better appreciate that shit because I don’t do it for just anyone.

born-t0-lose:

The Story So Far - Mt. Diablo

callmejoe51:

Balance And Composure

foulmouthedliberty:

beben-eleben:

There once was a young boy with a very bad temper. The boy’s father wanted to teach him a lesson, so he gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper he must hammer a nail into their wooden fence.

On the first day of this lesson, the little boy had driven 37 nails into the fence. He was really mad!

Over the course of the next few weeks, the little boy began to control his temper, so the number of nails that were hammered into the fence dramatically decreased.

It wasn’t long before the little boy discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence.

Then, the day finally came when the little boy didn’t lose his temper even once, and he became so proud of himself, he couldn’t wait to tell his father.

Pleased, his father suggested that he now pull out one nail for each day that he could hold his temper.

Several weeks went by and the day finally came when the young boy was able to tell his father that all the nails were gone.

Very gently, the father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence.

“You have done very well, my son,” he smiled, “but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same.”

The little boy listened carefully as his father continued to speak.

“When you say things in anger, they leave permanent scars just like these. And no matter how many times you say you’re sorry, the wounds will still be there.”

This was really an amazing and necessary thing to read right now.

You scare me,” he said. “why?” she asked. “Because I tell you things I can’t even tell myself.
He said, She said. (via c-oquetry)

(Source: fhauly)


(Source: sansastarkz)