La vida es un rumor que esparció la muerte.

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Soy un conjunto de átomos que conforman unidades con funciones diversas las cuales forman parte de un cuerpo sólido y frágil que los seres pensantes de este planeta llaman humano.

vengerturtle:

on the plus side, I found something that finds your untagged posts if you want to go back and ya know

tag em

ccmadbox:

i live in constant struggle between “you’re wrong” and “but i don’t want to start shit”

heypray:

i’ve fallen and i can’t get up

malglories:

i’m not even going to wait until october this year

the ghost jokes have begun

With such a hell in your heart and your head, how can you live? How can you love?
-  Fyodor Dostoevsky, from The Brothers Karamazov (via hourae)

fucknofetishization:

khaleesikun:

i literally hate when people always try to dismiss race and act like it “isn’t a problem anymore”

i’m mixed. my dad is a 6’3 black male, my mom is white w/ blonde hair and blue eyes.

you and your family have never been randomly pulled over by cops on several occasions just so they could ask your mom if she’s “okay” 

there’s still a fucking problem

interracial relationships dont end racism, point blank.

high-zen-burg:

this is for all the girls who are big girls that don’t have a skinnier middle than their butt and thighs 

the ones whos bellies hang over their underwear

who’s waist size is thicker than their shoulders, butt, or anywhere else on their bodies

who’s boobs are bigger than their butts, they have curvy lumps on their backs, muffin tops, chicken legs, thick arms and smaller bodies, no boobs, no butt, all middle, whatever.

you’re loved too. don’t forget that.