I am made of glass.

"I felt very still and empty, the way the eye of a tornado must feel, moving dully along in the middle of the surrounding hullabaloo.”
- Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends.

—Martin Luther King (via -justlove)

(Source: kushandwizdom, via -justlove)

Anonymous asked: :) Mmm I like asking you things...what do you do for work

I’m a manager of a shoe store

I didn’t think I was really that interesting tbh :p

Anonymous asked: Yummy ok what is your fave snack food

Hmmmm I have a few things I like
Tuna sushi, cheese and crackers, or fruit mix :)


today I saw a preteen girl pick up Mean Girls at Target and ask her friend what it was. She didn’t even know. She said it sounded dumb. The people are forgetting. The world is changed. I feel it in the water. I feel it in the earth. I smell it in the air. Much that once was is lost, for none now live who remember it.

(via nation-of-homeskillets)



I just had a straight guy tell me “Gah I love lesbians” and before I could even say anything, he added, “because, ya know, they like the same thing I do and sometimes it’s nice to get advice from a girl instead of guys who think making love is just repeatedly putting your dick in something, ya know?” And I have never been more proud of the human race.

i was very mad and then i wasn’t 

(via distilleddramatica)