• You: you smell nice.
  • Me: thanks it's the weed.


Breathe Me; Sia

Help, I have done it again, I have been here many times before.
Hurt myself again today, and the worst part is there’s no one else to blame.
Be my friend, hold me. Wrap me up, unfold me.
I am small, and needy. Warm me up, and breathe me.

This song gives me chills so bad because when you actually listen to the words, you understand that it’s her way of begging to be saved because depression and suicidal thoughts keep wrapping around her and all she wants is somebody or something other than depression to have a hold on her. She’s too small to escape it on her own and all she needs is someone to take her away from the darkness. Ugh

(Source: m0xbrose)


If you’re protesting abortion, the Supreme Court says you can get right in women’s faces and scream at them on their way into the clinic. Because freedom of speech.

But if you try and protest the murder of a black man, you get tear gas fired at you.

(via mushroomvision)