yo soy la mala

May 19

dinhtheresa:

I like being alone, but I hate the feeling of being lonely.

When you’re alone, you have time for yourself. Your thoughts finally catch up to you. You set your mind on things and everything is just clearer. Nothing’s bothering you and everything just feels right for once.

When you feel lonely, you feel as if no one’s there for you. It feels like no one understands you or is willing to listen. It feels like you’re screaming in a crowded room, but yet not one person looks up. 

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“I could start fires with what I feel for you.” — Fires, David Ramirez (via blua)

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vintageblackglamour:

electronicsquid:

Billy Eckstine and Frank Sinatra, who both had shows coming up at the Paramount Theater, appear together on a call-in radio show
(Martha Holmes. 1949)

Billy Eckstine and Frank Sinatra, who both had shows coming up at the Paramount Theater, appear together on a call-in radio show in 1949. Photo: Martha Holmes, Time/Life Pictures

vintageblackglamour:

electronicsquid:

Billy Eckstine and Frank Sinatra, who both had shows coming up at the Paramount Theater, appear together on a call-in radio show

(Martha Holmes. 1949)

Billy Eckstine and Frank Sinatra, who both had shows coming up at the Paramount Theater, appear together on a call-in radio show in 1949. Photo: Martha Holmes, Time/Life Pictures

blackwhitespanishgirl:

lafemmedominicana:

whatabootsecondbreakfast:

theslavbarbarian:

askfemgermania:

stillaliveglados:

((Red))

((i would grab all of them and run like fuck to take them at a water fountain or something))

it’s a tossup between the green and blue pill
I’m leaning on the green. It’d be an easy way to sneak into places where I don’t belong and spy on people. Plus if I wanted to do long distance travel I could turn into a bird, though i might not be able to take stuff with me. Assuming someone could saddle me, I could turn into a horse and carry cargo, though that kind of travelling would take time. Aside from that, it would be fun to fly like a bird or swim like a fish, or climb trees like a monkey.

green pill, motherfuckers

Orange (which also happens to be my fav color)

Black pill.

Yellow pill

blackwhitespanishgirl:

lafemmedominicana:

whatabootsecondbreakfast:

theslavbarbarian:

askfemgermania:

stillaliveglados:

((Red))

((i would grab all of them and run like fuck to take them at a water fountain or something))

it’s a tossup between the green and blue pill

I’m leaning on the green. It’d be an easy way to sneak into places where I don’t belong and spy on people. Plus if I wanted to do long distance travel I could turn into a bird, though i might not be able to take stuff with me. Assuming someone could saddle me, I could turn into a horse and carry cargo, though that kind of travelling would take time. Aside from that, it would be fun to fly like a bird or swim like a fish, or climb trees like a monkey.

green pill, motherfuckers

Orange (which also happens to be my fav color)

Black pill.

Yellow pill

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itsgrrrlgerm:

z1c:

being 20+ on tumblr

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Being 25…. Weeep

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spacecamps:

here are some nice things to do to waste time on the internet if you want to be distracted for some reason ‘cause tumblr isn’t always helpful when you’re down

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mixedbyziggy:

i was just thinking about what i would’ve done if i won the powerball

first thing: hire someone to film me driving from baltimore, to sallie mae’s headquarters. ask the CEO to come outside.

and then do this.

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“When you’re traveling, you are what you are, right there and then. People don’t have your past to hold against you. No yesterdays on the road.” — William Least-Heat Moon (via wanderforthblog)

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Student Compares Toilet Water To Ice At Fast Food Joints, With Disturbing Results -

we can’t have nothin’ no more!

“Man you play too much!” — African American Proverb (via blackproverbs)