Livin' This Life of Sin

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Where the boy and the girl realize that sometimes feelings overwhelm to the point of asphyxiation. That there comes a time when we all realize that, not only can we not always get what we want, but maybe we shouldn’t.

The neuro-toxic explosions that occur in those minute instances when you…

Romeo & Juliet

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Where the boy and the girl realize that sometimes feelings overwhelm to the point of asphyxiation. That there comes a time when we all realize that, not only can we not always get what we want, but maybe we shouldn’t.

The neuro-toxic explosions that occur in those minute instances when you…

Romeo & Juliet

I’ll begin this at the end,

Where the boy and the girl realize that sometimes feelings overwhelm to the point of asphyxiation. That there comes a time when we all realize that, not only can we not always get what we want, but maybe we shouldn’t.

The neuro-toxic explosions that occur in those minute instances when you realize how much you care about someone - how much you want them; all of them - leave nearly as many casualties as the nuclear bombings in Hiroshima.

You literally put yourself on a silver fucking platter for the other to enjoy you like h’orderves. And no matter how much you give, it’s never enough - For either of you. They want more because they believe you’re holding back. You want to give more because your love just can’t be enough. They deserve so much more, right? You want to DROWN them in your love… and that’s the problem.

You’re killing eachother.

O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done,
The ship has weather’d every rack, the prize we sought is won,
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring;
But O heart! heart! heart!
O the bleeding drops of red,
Where on the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.

O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells;
Rise up—for you the flag is flung—for you the bugle trills,
For you bouquets and ribbon’d wreaths—for you the shores a-crowding,
For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning;
Here Captain! dear father!
The arm beneath your head!
It is some dream that on the deck,
You’ve fallen cold and dead.

My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still,
My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will,
The ship is anchor’d safe and sound, its voyage closed and done,
From fearful trip the victor ship comes in with object won;
Exult O shores, and ring O bells!
But I with mournful tread,
Walk the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.

Walt Whitman (via ventrice1221)
dudes: "all men watch porn just get used to it"
dudes: "men just have stronger sex drives than women, its just biology"
dudes: "we can't help objectifying women, its in our dna"
feminists: "rape happens a lot in our society and most are perpetrated by men, towards women, and i can't tell the difference between safe men and dangerous men just by looking so i tend to be wary of men sometimes"
dudes: "NOW WAIT JUST A FUCKIN SECOND HOW CAN YOU GENERALIZE ALL MEN THATS SO UNFAIR"
You will have bad times, but they will always wake you up to the stuff you weren’t paying attention to.
Robin Williams, Good Will Hunting (1997)

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This is legit.

More PSAs need to stop worrying about offending people and get down to the nitty gritty like this. It’s the only way to open so many eyes.

shit

damn @ the domestic abuse one