1. The boy who takes your virginity is only going to love you long enough for you to stay in his bed.
  2. Your first job is never the best job. But you’ll meet some of your best friends there.
  3. Sometimes things don’t go the way you expect them to at all.
  4. People are usually never who they say they are.
  5. If you love someone, you need to tell them. Nobody is good at the guessing game.
  6. If your best friends don’t like the boy you’re involving yourself with, chances are he’s bad news.
  7. If a boy starts an invitation with, “Are you home alone”/”I’ll be home alone”, say no. You are a human being, not a toy to be played with.
  8. If some boy invites you to “the backseat of his truck”, he’s a piece of shit. Tell him to fuck himself.
  9. “Sorry” doesn’t always fix what you messed up.
  10. Stop wasting time wishing you could take back what you already did.
  11. You are at fault sometimes.
  12. There’s going to be a boy that you let get away. Yes, you loved him. It’s for the best, though.
  13. Toxic people hardly ever start off toxic.
  14. It’s always nice to make new friends, but never forget who your real friends are.
  15. Never lose the friends that would answer their phone at 3am if you called
  16. Never lose sight of who you are because of a boy.
— 16 Things I Learned While Being 16 (via dizzyhemmings)

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I let you in. I fucking let you in and you completely destroyed me.
— (via n4ughty-y)

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I stay up just late enough until I am just exhausted enough that I can fall into my bed and sink into immediate slumber. Because I can’t stand lying in a bed in a dark room alone with just my thoughts for so many hours and hours.
— (via psych-facts)

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I stay up just late enough until I am just exhausted enough that I can fall into my bed and sink into immediate slumber. Because I can’t stand lying in a bed in a dark room alone with just my thoughts for so many hours and hours.
— (via psych-facts)

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I looked at you as if you were everything but you looked at me as if I was ordinary and I still loved you.
— and that’s when I realized I need to love myself first - parchiya (via 0riginal)

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I. History repeats itself.

History repeats itself and we try to come up with new reasons why
Our kids shouldn’t have died,
Or why these video games are so bad,
Or why gun control isn’t doing enough,
Or why
We are not doing enough.
Why? Why? Why?

II. You’re at a deli getting lunch – bang.
There is a man. There is a van – bang.
You never thought it could happen – bang.
Until one day it does– bang.
Until one day it’s your kid – bang.
Until one day it’s your best friend – bang.
Until one day it’s you – bang.
It’s not July 4th – bang.
These are bullets.

Bang.

III. The facts will never be right.
The facts will say seven dead,
Four men, two women, the shooter himself.
(The numbers will also never be right.)
The facts will say a mental illness, a lack of gun control,
A lonely boy who was looking for love and affection.

The facts will never talk about the cost of living,
The cost of death.
The facts will never get to the root that guns don’t kill people,
Trigger fingers do.
The facts will never admit that it’s not just a fucked up head
But a fucked up way of living.
They will never say that loneliness alone isn’t enough to have a boy pick up a gun,
But that it’s a culture of dominance, of submission, of entitlement;
The facts will never say that’s the problem.

IV. Sandy Hook
Fort Hood
Navy Yard
Denver
Columbine
Virginia Tech
Tell me that it’s going to end,
And then
Tell me that you’re a liar.

V. I’m listening to kids trying to pin this all down on one aspect of life:
That mental illness is the sole reason,
That if guns were regulated he wouldn’t have had the opportunity,
That if the problem of misogyny were fixed he wouldn’t have felt justified in killing people because of rejection.

But listen to this:
One out of four adults can fit the criteria for having a mental disorder;
You don’t fear every person on the street.
For every ten people in the US, there are nine guns that exist;
There are not mass murders everyday.
Not every man that gets rejected turns into a shooter;
Don’t blame the gender blame the culture.

You cannot pigeonhole someone into a singularity.
You cannot generalize (nor marginalize) groups of people.
You cannot say that it was one of these things,
But all of these things.

VI. I am not a sympathizer with evil.

I am going to get slammed all around for this poem.
People will say I do not respect the dead,
That they don’t deserve that.
People will say Elliot Rodger deserved that last bullet in his head,

But he didn’t.
No one does.

Everyone deserves a chance to fight for control of their mind.
Everyone deserves an intervention.
Everyone deserves a lesson.

I am not justifying his actions.
I am also not justifying hatred.

VII. History repeats itself.

Learn from it.

— "7" - Nishat Ahmed (via sickwithsyllables)

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"You will have bad times, but they will always wake you up to the stuff you weren’t paying attention to."

french:

I’m so fucking weird
It’s like:
I’m the nicest rude person you’ll ever meet.
I don’t give a fuck about anything but at the same time, I care about a lot.
I hate people but I want to be everyone’s friend.
I hate myself but I’m completely fabulous.
I need help.

(via mirranda)

1. Lay on the floor of your shower until you can breathe again. Water will always love to love your skin.

2. Start writing with the intention of filling up one page. Write until your pen stops working.

3. Reread a book that once made you cry. Learn something new on every page. Notice how different chapters make you sad. Notice how the book didn’t change and grow; you did.

4. Sleep with your windows open. You can hear both the rain and boys drunkenly singing Frank Sinatra on their deck. Both are equally good.

5. Don’t forget that honey will always taste sweet, but the best way to eat it is off your fingers, laughing.

6. Remember that, sometimes, getting out of bed is enough.

—  For unhappy girls who like sitting in the sun (h.f.j.)

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volcainist:

you should have opened your eyes i was crazy for you

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