December 24th, 2011 at 11:14PM

“When someone cries so hard that it hurts their throat, it is out of frustration or knowing that no matter what you can do or attempt to do can change the situation. When you feel like you need to cry, when you want to just get it out, relieve some of the pressure from the inside - that is true pain. Because no matter how hard you try or how bad you want to, you can’t. That pain just stays in place. Then, if you are lucky, one small tear may escape from those eyes that water constantly. That one tear, that tiny, salty, droplet of moisture is a means of escape. Although it’s just a small tear, it is the heaviest thing in the world. And it doesn’t do a damn thing to fix anything.”
― Chase Brooks, Hello, My Love 2: First Love Deserves a Second Chance

December 23rd, 2011 at 2:23AM

Some parents are too soft. If I EVER called my mom a bitch she would be like…

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December 21st, 2011 at 3:30AM
You think because he doesn’t love you that you are worthless. You think that because he doesn’t want you anymore that he is right — that his judgment and opinion of you are correct. If he throws you out, then you are garbage. You think he belongs to you because you want to belong to him. Don’t. It’s a bad word, ‘belong.’ Especially when you put it with somebody you love. Love shouldn’t be like that. Did you ever see the way the clouds love a mountain? They circle all around it; sometimes you can’t even see the mountain for the clouds. But you know what? You go up top and what do you see? His head. The clouds never cover the head. His head pokes through, beacuse the clouds let him; they don’t wrap him up. They let him keep his head up high, free, with nothing to hide him or bind him. You can’t own a human being. You can’t lose what you don’t own. Suppose you did own him. Could you really love somebody who was absolutely nobody without you? You really want somebody like that? Somebody who falls apart when you walk out the door? You don’t, do you? And neither does he. You’re turning over your whole life to him. Your whole life, girl. And if it means so little to you that you can just give it away, hand it to him, then why should it mean any more to him? He can’t value you more than you value yourself. — Toni Morrison (via atomos)
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December 21st, 2011 at 3:29AM
Libraries aren’t in the real world, after all. They’re places apart, sanctuaries of pure thought. — Paul Auster, Moon Palace (via bookoasis)

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December 7th, 2011 at 11:00PM
fuckyeahtattoos: Everyday I get stopped by people who want to see my tattoo, and I can’t blame them. When I got it, I just wanted it really! It starts at my wrist, showing a street from my hometown in Syracuse, NY at sunset, and goes up into space where it shows an astronaut, the moon, a black hole, and some planets (mostly made up… Jamie and I didn’t really know a whole lot about space! SO we said fugg it!). At first I told everyone the astronaut is me getting the hell out of Syracuse, but the meaning behind my tattoo has changed forever. My very best friend, James McNish, did this beautiful piece of art. He and I were in a motorcycle accident that ended up killing him in the beginning of summer 2011. I now look at my sleeve and think of the astronaut as Jamie, looking down on me here in Syracuse. I am so thankful I got the pleasure of having him in my life and his art on my body. Every time he tattooed me was one of the best moments from my life. I miss him everyday and enjoy telling everyone who asks about my sleeve how much of an amazing person, artist, and friend he was to me and everyone he knew.

fuckyeahtattoos:

Everyday I get stopped by people who want to see my tattoo, and I can’t blame them. When I got it, I just wanted it really! It starts at my wrist, showing a street from my hometown in Syracuse, NY at sunset, and goes up into space where it shows an astronaut, the moon, a black hole, and some planets (mostly made up… Jamie and I didn’t really know a whole lot about space! SO we said fugg it!). At first I told everyone the astronaut is me getting the hell out of Syracuse, but the meaning behind my tattoo has changed forever. My very best friend, James McNish, did this beautiful piece of art. He and I were in a motorcycle accident that ended up killing him in the beginning of summer 2011. I now look at my sleeve and think of the astronaut as Jamie, looking down on me here in Syracuse. I am so thankful I got the pleasure of having him in my life and his art on my body. Every time he tattooed me was one of the best moments from my life. I miss him everyday and enjoy telling everyone who asks about my sleeve how much of an amazing person, artist, and friend he was to me and everyone he knew.

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December 3rd, 2011 at 7:38PM
weinventyou: Forest4A.M. (higher-rez version (2.2MB) here)(full resolution version breaks the internet) 

weinventyou:

Forest4A.M.

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(full resolution version breaks the internet) 

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December 3rd, 2011 at 7:15PM

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October 24th, 2011 at 11:30PM

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October 24th, 2011 at 11:25PM
fuckyeahtattoos: My first tattoo, done by Zanna at Ink & Dagger, in Louisville. It’s one of the heads from The Division Bell album cover by Pink Floyd. My mom has the other head so it completes the cover when we stand side by side :D

fuckyeahtattoos:

My first tattoo, done by Zanna at Ink & Dagger, in Louisville.

It’s one of the heads from The Division Bell album cover by Pink Floyd. My mom has the other head so it completes the cover when we stand side by side :D

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October 24th, 2011 at 11:23PM
chelseasomer: 2 Months Until X-Mas!!!

chelseasomer:

2 Months Until X-Mas!!!

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