let me introduce myself

1. the meaning behind my url
2. a picture of me
3. tattoos i have
4. last time i cried and why
5. piercings i have
6. favorite band
7. biggest turn off(s)
8. top 5 (insert subject)
9. tattoos i want
10. biggest turn on(s)
11. age
12. ideas of a perfect date
13. life goal(s)
14. piercings i want
15. relationship status
16. favorite movie
17. a fact about my life
18. phobia
19. middle name
20. anything you want to ask

modest-moon:

the romper! (ft. my bruise)

Nvm sorry about that it was very gender binary esque

formerlyknownasemily:

I loved this moment.

megcorbs:

shadesofsky:

If you are a sports fan, or if you know sports fans, this is the most important video you could watch or reblog right now.

#whyineedfeminism

definitelydope:

Fog in the Financial District 
By Tyler Hayward

One day, I realized he might not exist. My soulmate, I mean.

I realized there might not be someone walking around this earth just waiting to meet me. Someone with a private world just as intricate as mine that, one day, I would get to share and be a part of and know.

And I realized I was keeping a vacant spot in my heart for this person who might not exist. That I wasn’t allowing myself to be whole because how could I be whole with my other half missing?

It was an excuse, of course. A simple view of life that would exempt me from having to put in the effort of filling myself up with the love I was waiting for someone else to supply.

The reality is this: Life is a churning, chaotic thing with no guarantees, and in the throws of the tumbling you might run into people to hold on to for a while. Sometimes for a night, sometimes for life.

And holding on to someone is a worthy thing. A wonderful thing. Something to look forward to and appreciate and embrace with your whole heart.

But the love you get from holding on to someone will never be as reliable as the love you can give yourself. Right here. Right now.

So here’s my advice. Be open to love, but don’t be empty for it.

—Open, not empty.  (via johnpaulbrammer)

chroniclesofachemist:

theskaldspeaks:

qualitymarvel:

if i had to choose between DNA and RNA, i would choose RNA because it has U in it

YOU FUCKER

9/10 very close to being the worst science pun ever.

mancandykings:

"I booked a gig without having a band, so it forced me to make one." — Matthew Hitt.

cuhrizzma:

richiesuwhat:

femburton:

a stallion riding a stallion

cuhrizzma

i’m actually dead

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we-r-who-we-blow:

I made a mashup of “Whip My Hair” and “I Write Sins Not Tragedies” …

flowergirlrobichiko:

thecatsmustbecrazy:

special delivery

BRING ME SCHRÖDINGER’S HEAD