January 31st, 2014
What college I want to go to. What career I want. What degree I want. You know what I fucking want? I don’t want any 9-5 job sitting around making money for some fat fuck that owns the company. I don’t want to spend 6 years of my life paying out money to an educational institution so they can cause me stress daily, for a piece of fucking paper that says I’m a master at some sort of bullshit, which then doesn’t even guarantee me a fucking job to keep a fucking roof over my head. I don’t even want a fucking roof over my head. I want the moon and the sun and the stars and the tops of trees to be what I look at when I go to sleep. I want mother earth back and to take a deep breath and smell grass and plants and animals, not the vapor that fumes endlessly from stacks in the sky and the cars that rule the ground. I want to tear down and dismantle the establishment I was born into. I want to protest and scream at the top of my lungs and change everything that is evil and cruel in this world. We are the generation of naivety, they are trying to keep us calm and sedated so we think nothing is wrong and there is nothing we can do, but fuck that shit. I want to give them hell fucking daily, make them wish they were never born and thought up this corrupt fucking system. Make them wish they never fucked with our generation and our planet. I want to do to them what they did to our earth, to our people, to our plants, to our animals, to our children. That’s what I want to be when I grow up. A mother fucking hell raiser. Bitch.
Hannah Parypa

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I’m really afraid to feel happy because it never lasts.

 Andy Warhol

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No matter how attractive a person’s potential may be, you have to date their reality.
Mandy Hale

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I only want two things in this world.
I want you.
And I want us.
Unknown

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i’m a strong believer that not everything you do needs an explanation. if you want a tattoo, get one. if you rather stay home that night, it’s okay to miss that party. don’t forget that you’re living for yourself. you don’t owe anyone an explanation for your choices or preferences.

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i am mine.
before i am ever anyone else’s.
in, nayyirah waheed

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January 30th, 2014
I didn’t lose a friend, I just realized I never had one.
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You will fall in love with me. Then, just months later, you will fall out. I will pretend the entire time that I don’t know it’s coming.
Miles Walser, excerpt from “A Sonnet of Invented Memories”

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Once, Picasso was asked what his paintings meant. He said, “Do you ever know what the birds are singing? You don’t. But you listen to them anyway.” So, sometimes with art, it is important just to look.
Marina Abramović

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I used to think I was tough, but then I realized I wasn’t. I was fragile and I wore thick fucking armor. And I hurt people so they couldn’t hurt me. And I thought that was what being tough was, but it isn’t.
James Frey

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