This is me.

This is me.

Cannibalism

Cannibalism is really misunderstood. I mean, other animals can eat each other but humans can’t? This doesn’t make sense to me. Our ancestors were cannibals. There are still cannibal tribes in New Guinea and they’re doing perfectly fine.

I guess the point of this is….I could really use a snack right now, and the people behind me would make for an amazing meal.

Just sayin’.

loveyourrebellion:


“December 8, 2007

I miss you, John. 27 years later, I still wish I could turn back the clock to the Summer of 1980. I remember everything – sharing our morning coffee, walking in the park together on a beautiful day, and seeing your hand stretched to mine – holding it, reassuring me that I shouldn’t worry about anything because our life was good.

I had no idea that life was about to teach me the toughest lesson of all. I learned the intense pain of losing a loved one suddenly, without warning, and without having the time for a final hug and the chance to say, “I love you,” for the last time. The pain and shock of that sudden loss is with me every moment of every day. When I touched John’s side of our bed on the night of December 8th, 1980, I realized that it was still warm. That moment has haunted me for the past 27 years – and will stay with me forever.”

ohshitherecomethetears

loveyourrebellion:

“December 8, 2007

I miss you, John. 27 years later, I still wish I could turn back the clock to the Summer of 1980. I remember everything – sharing our morning coffee, walking in the park together on a beautiful day, and seeing your hand stretched to mine – holding it, reassuring me that I shouldn’t worry about anything because our life was good.

I had no idea that life was about to teach me the toughest lesson of all. I learned the intense pain of losing a loved one suddenly, without warning, and without having the time for a final hug and the chance to say, “I love you,” for the last time. The pain and shock of that sudden loss is with me every moment of every day. When I touched John’s side of our bed on the night of December 8th, 1980, I realized that it was still warm. That moment has haunted me for the past 27 years – and will stay with me forever.”

ohshitherecomethetears

(Source: darksweetlady-, via mrfadedglory)

kristnovoselicscriscocoveredbody:

You guys
I’m dying of a rare blood disease.

Stickittodemonneosis.

(Source: nist-krovoselic, via mrfadedglory)

I want REAL friends

Because it seems, I have none.

I hate when people tell you they’re your best friend and all that, they love you and whatnot, then they ditch you. Or when you meet someone new, and they become your closest friend, then your other “friends” steal him away, and he doesn’t talk to you anymore. I just really want real friend, people I can trust. Not people that say their shit, then ditch me because my ex boyfriend doesn’t want them to even talk to me, or that ditch me because they don’t like the way my sister acts. I want friends who are friends because they like me, not because Im so and so’s girlfriend or Desi’s sister I want people to be there for me, but I’m alone.

Nemo means no one after all…

Teenagers

“Teenagers scare the living shit out of me. They could care less as long as somone will bleed.” The above quote is from thd song Teenagers by My Chemical Romance. This has a certain significance to this post. All teenagers in this world constantly make stupid decisions that lead to mistakes and consequences, may it be being (temporarily) getting kicked out of school, ditching school, smoking weed, or all three (or anything else) every adolescent is a dumbass in some way at some point. Without making these wrong decisions and mistakes one would never learn a single thing in life. All of us fuck up sometimes, that’s how life is. But doea that make us bas people? Not in the slightest. Like most teenagers (key word, most) I’m in high school. Both high schools I have attended stereotyped me as a “bad kid” because I wear black, I ditch school, I listen to metal, I have issues and all that nonsense, when I’m a good kid for the most part. What someone looks like, what they believe in, that shit doesnt matter. Every kid makes mistakes. Some are worse than others, yes, but no matter what shit’s gonna happen.

I AM A DUMBASS SIXTEEN YEAR OLD. I WILL LEARN FROM THE MISTAKES I MAKE NOW. I DO THINGS THAT I SHOULDN’T DO. But answer me this. Who’s gonna stop me? No one. No ones gonna do a dam thing about it. Why? Because they were all young and stupid, just like us.

Conclusion: live fast, die young, leave a beautiful corpse OR live a long and happy life full of new experiencez and die old and happy. Life’s a grave. Dig it.

Chris Motionless: Make it your bitch!

chrismotionless:

So i’ve noticed since school has gone back, i’ve been getting a lot of twitter and facebook posts from people talking about how they hate school and they’re getting shit from people about how they look etc.. so i have 2 different categories to separate my response to these messages into.

1….

What?

Okay, so I just heard that someone that’s running for something in Tucson is trying to cut out minimum wage. Is that true? And how the Hell would that even work? It makes no sense. Would he just not pay the people for working? That’s slavery!

Politics make no fucking sense…

Fuck your pretty face! I’m not your puppet…

—Motionless In White “Puppets”

NIGHTNIGHT by DEDDY