talaska:

anonymous secret #17
“i don’t remember how to love myself”

loveyourchaos:

This is incredible. 



I like flaws and feel more comfortable around people who have them. I myself am made entirely of flaws, stitched together with good intentions.
Augusten Burroughs (via theselittlewondersstillremain)






wild-nirvana:

•my spiritual world•

iwannaameaningtolife:

November. | via Tumblr em @weheartit.com - http://whrt.it/15OqA4R

yourhomegirlbd:



Pac stood up, and it’s the first thing you heard him say in like, two weeks of court. ‘You know, your honor, throughout this entire court case, you haven’t looked me or my attorney in the eye once. It’s obvious that you’re not here in the search for justice, so therefore, there’s no point in me asking for a lighter sentence. I don’t care what you do cause you’re not respecting us, this is not a court of law; as far as I’m concerned, no justice is being served here, and you still can’t look me in the eye. So I say, do what you wanna do, give me whatever time you want, because I’m not in your hands, I’m in God’s hands.

I love him. 108372947th reblog.

OHHHH THE LAST SENTENCE THOUGH. TELL EM HOW ITS DONE IN THE HOOD, PAC.

randomstuff134:

sodamnrelatable:

take a moment to realize you have never seen your face in person, just reflections and pictures

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some scientists agree that if you saw a clone of yourself, you wouldn’t recognise it as you, because our idea of what we look like is so different from what we actually look like