It’s never, never, never the woman’s fault. No man has a right to raise a hand to a woman. No means no. […] The one regret I have is we call it domestic violence as if it’s a domesticated cat. It is the most vicious form of violence there is, because not only the physical scars are left, the psychological scars that are left. This whole culture for so long has put the onus on the woman. What were you wearing? What did you say? What did you do to provoke? That is never the appropriate question.

Joe Biden on Today this morning (h/t Joy)

(Source: fullcredit, via -thegreylady)

kennakittymeow:

enolajay:

alcxhol:

johnnyhotboi:

ionicsky:

extrasad:

Fuck. It’s ironic how empty I am because 
I swear 6 months ago I had the universe inside
of me but I cried the rivers in my bones dry.
The volcanoes in my chest erupted when you told
me you didn’t love me anymore and lava flooded
my body and hardened till I stopped sleeping.
I had stars in my lungs but I burned them
all out with the cigarettes I was smoking
to get you the fuck out of my throat. The
flowers growing at the bottoms of my 
stomach are dead. Apparently you  
can’t water flowers with vodka.
I had the sky in my veins but it’s
been pretty fucking stormy since I
ripped them open. I had planets 
on the tip of my tongue but
the debris from the shattered 
remains of “us” have been
crashing into them. I was
everything. And then I met
you and we were everything.
Now you’re fucking some
blonde girl who gets
high all the time and
I’m a fucking
mess.

this is my favorite fucking poem ever ever ever

fuck

I love this so much

this is fucking perfect

"I had stars in my lungs but I burned them all out with the cigarettes I was smoking to get you the fuck out of my throat." Fuck this was so good.

kennakittymeow:

enolajay:

alcxhol:

johnnyhotboi:

ionicsky:

extrasad:

Fuck. It’s ironic how empty I am because 

I swear 6 months ago I had the universe inside

of me but I cried the rivers in my bones dry.

The volcanoes in my chest erupted when you told

me you didn’t love me anymore and lava flooded

my body and hardened till I stopped sleeping.

I had stars in my lungs but I burned them

all out with the cigarettes I was smoking

to get you the fuck out of my throat. The

flowers growing at the bottoms of my

stomach are dead. Apparently you  

can’t water flowers with vodka.

I had the sky in my veins but it’s

been pretty fucking stormy since I

ripped them open. I had planets 

on the tip of my tongue but

the debris from the shattered 

remains of “us” have been

crashing into them. I was

everything. And then I met

you and we were everything.

Now you’re fucking some

blonde girl who gets

high all the time and

I’m a fucking

mess.

this is my favorite fucking poem ever ever ever

fuck

I love this so much

this is fucking perfect

"I had stars in my lungs but I burned them all out with the cigarettes I was smoking to get you the fuck out of my throat."
Fuck this was so good.

(via theseaswallowsall)

wilderness-lair-shatterdome:

current status: not being kissed or riding a dragon this is unacceptable

(via igparty)

Rob Thomas

"Lonely No More"

joegagliardihuntsmonsters:

Rob Thomas - Lonely No More

What if I was good to you, what if you were good to me
What if I could hold you till I feel you move inside of me
What if it was paradise, what if we were symphonies
What if I gave all my life to find some way to stand beside you

kate-jam-and-diamonds:

Gucci A/W 2014

I swear, Kate Moss gets better looking with age.

kate-jam-and-diamonds:

Gucci A/W 2014

I swear, Kate Moss gets better looking with age.

Recipe for a successful day

• Eat breakfast
• Look good (feel good)
• Ingest caffeine BEFORE arriving to work
• Listen to playlist of Taking Back Sunday, ADTR, Three Days Grace & The Used.

You’re welcome.

NIGHTNIGHT by DEDDY