sweetsonofabitch
Someone once told me a story about long term relationships. To think of them as a continent to explore. I could spend a lifetime backpacking through Africa, and I would still never know all there is to know about that continent. To stay the course, to stay intentional, to stay curious and connected – that’s the heart of it. But it’s so easy to lose track of the trail, to get tired, to want to give up, or to want a new adventure. It can be so easy to lose sight of the goodness and mystery within the person sitting right in front of you.
Joy Williams  (via thatkindofwoman)
seriouslyamerica

When you talk about guns you always hear a lot about the Second Amendment and the Founding Fathers, and what they would say if they were here. Well, I for one think that if the Founding Fathers were here today, they would be super freaked out by cars. You can talk to them all you want about the Second Amendment, and they would just yell, ‘What are all these metal beasts doing rolling down the thoroughfare?’ And you’d tell them, ‘Those are cars’. And then you’d try to talk to them about militias and they would scream, ‘How can you speak of militias when steel dragons fly through the sky?’ And you’d say, ‘Those are airplanes.’ But even if they could wrap their heads around that they would eventually ask, ‘Why are all the slaves out?’ And they would think that. You can groan all you want, but they would think that.

And yes, the Founding Fathers wanted you to have the right to bear arms, but the guys who wrote that would pee through all eight layers of their pants if they saw what guns are now. In 1787 shooting a bullet was slightly faster than throwing one. If you wanted to be bulletproof in 1787 you put on a heavy coat. So with that in mind, I’m all about Americans having guns as long as they’re the muskets from 1787 that take forever to load.

Seth Meyers, SNL Weekend Update, Season 36, Episode 12 (via seriouslyamerica)
hayley-kun

hayley-kun:

I wanna shake you down
And drag you like a cigarette
No, I ain’t smoked in years
But the thought still gets my lips wet
Now, easy does it, was easy as it was to quit
But I think I met my match
How am I ever gonna get you licked

Going, going, gone away
From the only place I ever want to stay
This road gets lonelier everyday
I already asked you to wait
So how much more of me can you take?

I wanna light you up
Take you deep inside my lungs
Where maybe you could shine your light inside
On all the damage that I’ve done
Maybe one day we might just get me fixed
Or, at least better understand why I’m always getting sick

No don’t go away
You’re the only face I ever want to see
I hope one day soon you can depend on me
For more than just my ups and downs
More than just these shaky hands and hollow sounds

fadedhues
smartgirlsattheparty:

bennycreampuff:

They wouldn’t say “Father of two meets world leaders today”
They’d say “President Obama meets world leaders today”.
They wouldn’t say “Father of three founds one of the most successful modern computer businesses.”
They’d say “Bill Gates founds one of the most successful modern computer businesses.”
Get it right and use women’s names, not the number of kids they have.

THIS.

smartgirlsattheparty:

bennycreampuff:

They wouldn’t say “Father of two meets world leaders today”

They’d say “President Obama meets world leaders today”.

They wouldn’t say “Father of three founds one of the most successful modern computer businesses.”

They’d say “Bill Gates founds one of the most successful modern computer businesses.”

Get it right and use women’s names, not the number of kids they have.

THIS.

thefartinourstarss

dinogirl94:

americandreambarbie:

dewgongo:

lorde’s 17 and shes expected to smile and wave and be perfectly fine in front of millions like hell i get nervous standing up to get off the bus, ya’ll need to leave her alone

britney spears could do it when she was 17 

britney spears had a mental breakdown years later as a result of being put on a silver platter for the media and public this is such a gross response i can’t believe so many people have reblogged this

alfaazkibarsaaat

I want your Monday morning
sleep soaked eyes
dream drenched voice,
lazy bones
‘five more minutes please babe.’

I want your Tuesday afternoon
coffee break,
glasses off, laughter on
‘just hold me for a while
it’s been a hard day.’

I want your Wednesday evening
fingers through hair
teeth nibbling nails
neck craning, eye glazing
‘this paperwork never ends’

I want your Thursday night
drinks for two
bones unbind
muscles let loose
flats, slacks,
‘just me and you’

I want your finally Friday
stretch soul smile,
sun sipping light
from the glaciers in your eyes
fingers unfurl, hand extends
‘c’mon babe, lets go wild’

I want your weekend.
your movie marathon Saturday
reading by the fireplace
kissing in the blankets
want your Sunday morning
orange juice and pancakes
white sheets, tender skin
hair like the Fourth of July
‘let’s not get out of bed today.’

I want your ordinary
and your stress, rest, release
I want your bad day and that terrible night
I want you drunk in my arms
forgetting the place but never my name
I want your lazy and your lonely
and your fist full of fight
I want you everyday
in every way
for the rest of my life.

On Both Knees | alfaazkibarsaaat (via alfaazkibarsaaat)