“It’s so strange that autumn is so beautiful; yet everything is dying.”

I promised my friend I would write a poem for her.
She laughed and replied, “Nobody wants to read a poem about a girl
who was raped
and didn’t fight back.
Didn’t tell a soul for 6 years
and let the bastards roam free.”

She might be right.

Instead I will write about the girl who grew up with hippie turned conservative Christian parents.
How her home went from free-thinking and pot
to ties and bible verses.

I’ll tell about the time she was 9 and thought she had wings
because she hit the ramp with such speed
her bicycle flipped
And though tears streamed down her cheeks
and a bright blue cast was newly cemented onto her left arm
she whispered to her father:
“I can fly, Daddy, I can soar!”

How when she was 14 and kissed a girl for the first time, she flew again.
If you ask her about it, she’ll give you a wry smile and say, “There was no cherry chapstick, but it was still pretty great.”
How she tried to tell her Mom
who answered by bringing a finger to her lips
and hurriedly whispering
“Never again, mi hija. Hush now. Never again.”

I’ll talk about her great day,
when she won the scholarship essay contest at her school.
After reading it at aloud at the assembly,
she looked up to see her Father leading the standing ovation,
tears shining in his eyes.

She describes this as the best day of her life.

She turned 17,
and her Dad caught her kissing a girl in the rec room.
His hands shook as he threw a suitcase at her
and bellowed the words “abomination” and “sin”.

She would want me to write
that she flipped them the bird,
grabbed her guitar,
and hit the road.

Instead, I will tell the truth.

That she sobbed and begged and pleaded and swore that she would change if she could only have another chance
but the ice king did not melt.
That she calls home every Thursday
just to hear her Mother’s voice sing like wind chimes through the phone.
That she sends a Christmas card every year, signed “Love you more”.

I promised my friend I would write a poem about her, and I think it’s important for you to know
that after 2 men got her drunk and carried her into their cab
she started sleeping with shoes on
chugs vodka from the bottle
and shatters like glass when you try to hold her.

I told her that someone might want to read this,
to know they’re not alone.
That she might
find the sky again.

She laughed, took a pull of whiskey, and replied -

"Tell them not to fly,
because it’s a bitch to make the ground your home again.”

— once, she flew. (via baristabitching)

(via ins0mnia-cigarettes)

batlock:

So.

Cards Against Humanity.

I’m a big fan. Well, I bought this.

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It’s great. It hold all of my shit. But it holds something else too.

If you have it, open your box.

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You see how I started to tear away at the top of the box there?

Do that.

Do it carefully.

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Holy shit.

There’s something in there. What could that be?

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There’s a card.

There is a card literally hidden in the top of the box.

But what card?

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I fucking love these people.

(via ins0mnia-cigarettes)

“I no longer have the energy for meaningless friendships, forced interactions or unnecessary conversations.”

infractos:

its so hard to be positive when you’re bleeding from your vagina

(via ins0mnia-cigarettes)

sorayachemaly:

This should be posted in school hallways.

(via ins0mnia-cigarettes)

khaleesi:

cleolinda:

shialablunt:

fun fact: Michael Cera asked Rihanna if he could slap her ass for real and she said “you can slap my ass for real if I can slap you in the face for real” and he was like alright. and they did the take like 3 times and Michael was like “you’re not hitting me hard enough do it for real” and then she slapped the fuck out of him and threw off his equilibrium so much he had to go lay down in his trailer for like half an hour lmao and that’s the take they used in the movie with no added sound effects


khaleesi:

cleolinda:

shialablunt:

fun fact: Michael Cera asked Rihanna if he could slap her ass for real and she said “you can slap my ass for real if I can slap you in the face for real” and he was like alright. and they did the take like 3 times and Michael was like “you’re not hitting me hard enough do it for real” and then she slapped the fuck out of him and threw off his equilibrium so much he had to go lay down in his trailer for like half an hour lmao and that’s the take they used in the movie with no added sound effects

khaleesi:

cleolinda:

shialablunt:

fun fact: Michael Cera asked Rihanna if he could slap her ass for real and she said “you can slap my ass for real if I can slap you in the face for real” and he was like alright. and they did the take like 3 times and Michael was like “you’re not hitting me hard enough do it for real” and then she slapped the fuck out of him and threw off his equilibrium so much he had to go lay down in his trailer for like half an hour lmao and that’s the take they used in the movie with no added sound effects

(via jack-barakats-boner)

“I hope you get everything you deserve.”
— The sweetest or evilest thing you can say to someone. (via sabrinal0l)

(via whisperedkissess)


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barkharley:

IT IS THE FIRST OF OCTOBER
IT IS TIME
TIME FOR SPOOKY SCARY SKELETONS
barkharley:

IT IS THE FIRST OF OCTOBER
IT IS TIME
TIME FOR SPOOKY SCARY SKELETONS
barkharley:

IT IS THE FIRST OF OCTOBER
IT IS TIME
TIME FOR SPOOKY SCARY SKELETONS
barkharley:

IT IS THE FIRST OF OCTOBER
IT IS TIME
TIME FOR SPOOKY SCARY SKELETONS
barkharley:

IT IS THE FIRST OF OCTOBER
IT IS TIME
TIME FOR SPOOKY SCARY SKELETONS

barkharley:

IT IS THE FIRST OF OCTOBER

IT IS TIME

TIME FOR SPOOKY SCARY SKELETONS

(via squidletplz)

stand-by-me:

Ive decided I want this incorporated as a tattoo

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