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I am not made just for kissing. I am not made just for your hands. I can’t survive on just body heat anymore. I’ll die from it, from the lack of nourishment. The lack of poetry, of music, of dancing, of long walks and long conversations. I’ll die without someone who looks at me like I’m the single most beautiful thing they’ve ever seen. Who, even in a crowd, can’t take their eyes off me. Thinks I’m the prettiest girl in the group. In every group. Can’t resist putting their hands on me. Would rather go home and undress me than do almost anything else. No, not almost. Anything else. Finds me the funniest, the bravest, the most interesting. I’ll die if I don’t have it. If someone doesn’t want me more than everyone else. I’m not exaggerating. It’ll kill me. It already is; it’s a slow passing.

pradafied:

"Flowers for Fernando", Daphne Groeneveld photographed by Tom Ford for CR Fashion Book #4

pradafied:

"Flowers for Fernando", Daphne Groeneveld photographed by Tom Ford for CR Fashion Book #4

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newvagabond:

artapparent:

Daughter finally stands up to her Dad.

The wife laughing in the background is fucking adorable fjlsdbfjkadsfadsfas

She’s just like, “Dad! Chill out. I got some shit to say.”

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policymic:

Watch: What Syria’s war would look like here

What would it be like if the U.S. was war torn like Syria? A new video by international NGO Save the Children imagines just that, through the eyes of a young girl:

The disturbing video features shots of the girl as she goes about her normal life over the course of a year. The video begins and ends with the child celebrating her birthday. Between shots, we see how her life changes dramatically as war ravages her country.

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dopest-ethiopian:

moogly7:

queeniman:

qalbee:

wwhatevver-ampora:

myheartbeatsliketimpanidrums:

spacemen-and-laserguns:

MY GOD.

THIS SONG HAD BEEN COVERED BY ED SHEERAN. JOHNNY CASH, JACK WHITE AND LIKE EVERYBODY BUT NO ONE DOES IT LIKE THIS KID WITH AN IPHONE. 

YOU NEED THIS. MY. GOD. 

His VOICE.

I just fell in love. holy shit.

lolololol I sang this in middle school for a competition but nothing like this. Wow

om g

I love how he was only doing that to demonstrate the capabilities of the phone. Everyone else is in awed silence from his singing and he is like, “Isn’t my phone the bomb diggity?!”

That’s my husband right? Alright cool.

mycroftly:

IM FUCKIGN CYRUING

(via lohanthony)

cuddleholic:

pinkxst:

extriquee:

scienceyoucanlove:

darksuntheenderdragon:

moonstruckmod:

bempie:

ask-drunken-lin-bei-fong:

charitywaterproject:



EVERY REBLOG GENERATES 1-5 CENTS DONATION TO CHARITY: WATER
More RE-BLOGS = More DONATIONS = More LIVES SAVED
100% of donations directly fund water projects for communities in need, and we prove each one using photos and GPS coordinates on Google Maps.
$20  = 1 CHILD CLEAN WATER FOR 20 YEARS
Richard :-)


REBLOG 5,000,000 TIMES

WHERE ARE THERE SO LITTLE NOTES YOU GUYS
REBLOG THIS SAVE SOME LIVES.

Oh okay.

I can’t not reblog.
I care too much.

reblogging this to remind myself to donate when I get my purse 

reblogging this because I really want them to live like we do.

A MUST TO REBLOG

PLEASE REBLOG. I don’t care if it’s truth or not. But it may be, and you have to understand that this is REALLY important. When you get your hands dirty you just go to the bathroom and clean them. Well this people can’t, and they can’t shower either. And they need that water to drink it, and to stay alive. There’s people out there suffering, and just by reblogging you can help them. So please, I don’t care if this doesn’t fit your blog, this is actually worth it.

cuddleholic:

pinkxst:

extriquee:

scienceyoucanlove:

darksuntheenderdragon:

moonstruckmod:

bempie:

ask-drunken-lin-bei-fong:

charitywaterproject:

EVERY REBLOG GENERATES 1-5 CENTS DONATION TO CHARITY: WATER

More RE-BLOGS = More DONATIONS = More LIVES SAVED

100% of donations directly fund water projects for communities in need, and we prove each one using photos and GPS coordinates on Google Maps.

$20  = 1 CHILD CLEAN WATER FOR 20 YEARS

Richard :-)

REBLOG 5,000,000 TIMES

WHERE ARE THERE SO LITTLE NOTES YOU GUYS

REBLOG THIS SAVE SOME LIVES.

Oh okay.

I can’t not reblog.

I care too much.

reblogging this to remind myself to donate when I get my purse 

reblogging this because I really want them to live like we do.

A MUST TO REBLOG

PLEASE REBLOG. I don’t care if it’s truth or not. But it may be, and you have to understand that this is REALLY important. When you get your hands dirty you just go to the bathroom and clean them. Well this people can’t, and they can’t shower either. And they need that water to drink it, and to stay alive. There’s people out there suffering, and just by reblogging you can help them. So please, I don’t care if this doesn’t fit your blog, this is actually worth it.

(via girismytwinnyx3)

I am grade 12 student who has just recently graduated. You might call me accomplished, and in a way, I am, but not in the way you’d think. 12 years of pouring over text books and being lined up to be judged in front of my peers has not made me any more intelligent. I can tell you the first 45 digits of Pi and I can explain to you the difference between an acid and a base, I can recite the Pythagorean Theorem in my sleep, I will recite lines out of a textbook like they are a religion. But I cannot tell you the value of security, or of kindness. The distinct contrast between personal health and personal gain. I can tell you in grade 10 four of my classmates attempted to take their own lives before finals. I can tell you our counsellors office is always booked. I can tell you how when I didn’t understand something in AP Chemistry my teacher asked me to leave if I could not participate in his class. I merely asked him to explain a question. Instead of doing his job and teaching, he told me to leave. Told me I was not good enough to be there. Mistakes are viewed as failure in these hallways. A wrong answer is a sin you must atone to, not a human error, but a flaw so grand it defines your entire life course. There is no “average” here. We all must exceed expectations. Do your parents know that a grade that is considered average is a “C”? When I got a C in fourth grade my parents grounded me for a month. They said I was lazy and stupid and incompetent and that I’d better smarten up and stop fooling around. I never fooled around. I am driven by a deep need to impress others. I never fool around. I worked and worked and worked, with a deep hollow of anxiety in my chest. I have never been good at History, but I worked and worked and I attained at best a low B. It was not good enough. It is not said but we are expected to put our education before our personal health. It is not asked of us, but it is what we must do to achieve what we are asked to achieve. Our teachers will tell you, “Oh, I only give them one hour of homework each night.” Which is essentially true, each of my five teachers only gives me one to two hours of homework each night. Hmm, that adds up to 5-10 hours of homework, and overdue classwork, and projects. Say goodbye to sleep, say goodbye to feeling calm. I’ve developed a deep rooted anxiety disorder due to school and perfectionistic tendencies. Even when you get 100 percent on an assignment they still criticise you, it is never good enough. One slip, and you are in deep deep trouble. I can tell you that 90 percent of us try our hardest, and our teachers and parents stand in the sidelines, screaming, “You can do better than that!”

Why I say our education system is flawed (via perfect-delusions)

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