Like the moon, we borrow our light

We dream, We laugh, We fight to make it last

paperangelsandplastichearts:

shad-endrwolf:

supernatural-and-slippers:

cjthefangirl:

themovieneverends:

the16thmeteorshower:

This is so beautiful.

“Abandoned by straight people.” Something homophobic people tend to over look

Love this campaign. Also, is that Shane Dawson?

as an added argument, aren’t homosexual couples actually a scientific advantage at this point? We, as a species, are becoming quite overpopulated. However, homosexual couples 1) do not add to the population, and 2) take care of children that would not be taken care of otherwise. This slows the rise in population, meaning that our species may even survive longer because of it.

HOMOSEXUALITY, FROM A SCIENTIFIC POINT OF VIEW, IS AN ADVANTAGE TO THE HUMAN RACE.

REBLOG IS CAUSE THEY BLOGED IT

I have been stating that argument for some time now. Glad someone else gets it.

tennesseantraditions:

fightingforanimals:

These are some of them, most were golden retrivers and labradors, but also included german shepherds and other breeds. Sadly most are dead now, while many people forget them and don’t spare them a thought. 

As people lay dying, trapped and hurt, a team of nearly 100 loyal and courageous search dogs put their lives on the line to help humans. Without them, many more would not have survived, yet few people consider them. 

In such a chaotic, terrifying, hot, acrid-smelling, smokey and loud environment, countless human lives depended on their ability to focus, listen, respond to their handlers, and work tirelessly. Stepping over cracked glass, hot tarmac, through flames and thick smoke, being winched over deep ravines, they battled on to seek out survivors and bring them aid. 

They worked around the clock, day and night, searching, sniffing, over and over. Not only did they search, but they comforted - many eyewitnesses speak of how the dogs would stop and sit by newly-recovered victims, giving them a sense of hope and relief, before moving on to look for the next. As the situation became desperate, and the rescue workers and fire teams became utterly distraught at the amount of people who were recovered dead, these dogs brought them comfort, sitting with them on breaks, letting them grieve.

Many of these dogs are old, and have passed away. Let us remember the courage and loyalty they showed at such a horrendous event. They didn’t have a choice, but nonetheless they did what was asked of them and helped save countless lives. Don’t let their bravery be forgotten today either, or their determination to be a ‘good dog’ despite the scary and dangerous environment around them.

I saw that only one is left, an old golden

“Rough sex is the manifestation of romance. You trust someone so much that you let them do whatever they want with one thing that is yours.”

– (via mcqueencat)

visual-poetry:

»untitled (there is no border here)« by shilpa gupta (+)

i tried very hard to cut the sky in half, one for my lover and one for me. but the sky kept moving and clouds from his territory came into mine. i tried pushing it away, with both my hands, harder and harder but the sky kept moving and clouds from my territory went into his. i brought a sofa and placed it in the middle, but the clouds kept floating over it. i built a wall in the middle, but the sky started to flow through it. i dug a trench, and then it rained and the sky made clouds over the trench. i tried very hard to cut

visual-poetry:

»untitled (there is no border here)« by shilpa gupta (+)

i tried very hard to cut the sky in half, one for my lover and one for me. but the sky kept moving and clouds from his territory came into mine. i tried pushing it away, with both my hands, harder and harder but the sky kept moving and clouds from my territory went into his. i brought a sofa and placed it in the middle, but the clouds kept floating over it. i built a wall in the middle, but the sky started to flow through it. i dug a trench, and then it rained and the sky made clouds over the trench. i tried very hard to cut

  1. I left my favorite pair of underwear at your house. I know your mother hates me, can I come pick them up?
    [delete]
  2. It’s been almost a month and I still miss you like a fucking limb.
    [delete]
  3. I didn’t know my bones could ache until I met you.
    [delete]
  4. You know, a week before we broke up, do you remember? I had bought a book of poetry. You asked why I didn’t read something more interesting and I could feel my insides splinter.
    [delete]
  5. You said poetry was all lies dressed up to sound pretty. When I look at you these days, I want to ask if sadness sounds pretty to you too.
    [delete]
  6. It’s 3 a.m. and this alcohol tastes like you.
    [delete]
  7. I saw you staring at me today during Lit class. I smiled at you and you didn’t smile back. I almost cried.
    [delete]
  8. The girl who sits next to me smells like you.
    [delete]
  9. I miss you.
    [delete]
  10. I have never had so many bad nights.
    [delete]
  11. Sometimes I write poetry about you on the internet. Strangers who have never met either of us think you’re cruel – they tell me if they had the honor of loving me, we’d have sex three times a day and they’d scream my name when they came.
    [delete]
  12. They think it is beautiful, how I am broken. I don’t think they understand.
    [delete]
  13. You used to tell me I was beautiful. I tried saying it in the mirror the other day, but it sounded wrong without your mouth wrapped around it.
    [delete]
  14. Everything I say sounds wrong without your mouth wrapped around it.
    [delete]
  15. We were never in love, but, oh God, we could have been.
    [delete]

"15 Texts I Almost Sent You" by d.a.s (via backshelfpoet)