GIVE ME HONESTY

yeah it once existed,
but now it's fucking dead.

humansofnewyork:

"I get way too sensitive when I get attached to someone. I can detect the slightest change in the tone of their voice, and suddenly I’m spending all day trying to figure out what I did wrong." (Amman, Jordan)

humansofnewyork:

"I get way too sensitive when I get attached to someone. I can detect the slightest change in the tone of their voice, and suddenly I’m spending all day trying to figure out what I did wrong." (Amman, Jordan)

fastcompany:

Call it the Internet of things you hate losing.
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fastcompany:

Call it the Internet of things you hate losing.

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unimpressed2chainz:

heyfranhey:

No-Bake Watermelon Cake

Food Heaven Made Easy writes:

Since summer is quickly coming to an unfortunate halt, we decided to whip up a refreshing watermelon recipe to celebrate this short lived season. This isn’t just any watermelon recipe. This is a fancy nutrient-packed watermelon cake recipe for you to enjoy with friends and family (it serves 8!) The best part is that it’s really affordable and can be done in just a few easy steps.

3-Minute Video Tutorial here.

Printable recipe here.

this is the work of the devil 

(via leadencirclesdissolve)

Frank Ocean | Wisemen

“Frank Ocean wrote a fantastic ballad that was truly lovely and poetic in every way, there just wasn’t a scene for it. I could have thrown it in quickly just to have it, but that’s not why he wrote it and not his intention. So I didn’t want to cheapen his effort. But, the song is fantastic, and when Frank decides to unleash it on the public, they’ll realize it then.”

— Quentin Tarantino explaining why he didn’t use the song in “Django Unchained.”

(Source: frankocean, via leadencirclesdissolve)

what I would do -

for a day with you.

I miss you

i’ll always love you ‘cause we grew up together and you helped make me who i am. i just wanted you to know there will be a piece of you in me always, and i’m grateful for that. whatever someone you become, and wherever you are in the world, i’m sending you love. you’re my friend to the end.

— her (2013)

(Source: bonhivers, via plasticpixie)

“Go all the way with it. Do not back off. For once, go all the goddamn way with what matters.”

—   Ernest Hemingway (via seabois)

(via wah-mos)

realization

I allowed myself to be a choice.
a pawn, powerless, disposable.

fuck that.
I’ve been asleep.

But goddamn am I awake now,
Reveling in the radiating possibility that surrounds my life.

It is difficult to be sure of yourself when the foundations of your everyday routine have been shorten to nothing.

How dare I let myself become anything less than what I was, what I am, and what I’m going to be.
It is funny to think that I almost made the biggest mistake of my life by continuing in a relationship with a stoner Neanderthal who gave good head.

You know nothing of ambition or of Vonnegut.

Your constant state of enigmatic behavior led me to believe you were something, when you were nothing.
A sad girl with her different forms of medication.

But the thing is I’m better than you, as simple as that.

and I deserve better.
You like Stephen King for christ sake.

lukewarm is cowardly.

empty yourself into every endeavor.
grey does not exist.
mediocrity is death.
empty yourself into
you
life
the girl.

(Source: theanxietygirl)

humansofnewyork:

"I’ve done nothing horrible. And nothing heroic."

humansofnewyork:

"I’ve done nothing horrible. And nothing heroic."

humansofnewyork:

“She said ‘I love you and I want to spend my life with you.’ Then ten days later, we sat in a diner, and she said ‘I don’t want to be with you anymore.”“What was your happiest moment with her?”“The happiest times were just little moments of exuberance. Like when she jumped on my back because something swam up against her in the ocean. Or when we danced in the kitchen when the pizza arrived”

humansofnewyork:

“She said ‘I love you and I want to spend my life with you.’ Then ten days later, we sat in a diner, and she said ‘I don’t want to be with you anymore.”
“What was your happiest moment with her?”
“The happiest times were just little moments of exuberance. Like when she jumped on my back because something swam up against her in the ocean. Or when we danced in the kitchen when the pizza arrived”


"And as things fell apart, nobody paid much attention."
Recent picture taken in Gaza.