Excuse me if sometimes I don’t know what to believe anymore; I’m just like any one else, sometimes I allow myself to believe what I want. So if what you do and what you say make two, I might be confused even more. I want to trust you, believe you, but do you even know? Let’s just pretend until our dreams fade into reality and wake up really there.


I want to write something. Something real. Something sad.

It’s been so long since I’ve stared at this blank…

I thought if I just waited long enough I would find them again.

I’ve lost myself and I don’t even know where or when.

When I met you I felt something. Something real, something mine.

I found my words, and I found myself.

And today I’m looking at your blank stare, and I’m alone.

These lines and your eyes both expect something… from me.

They both look at me, empty, waiting to be filled.

But I’ve lost myself, I’ve lost my words.

And I hope that you would look at me and see,

All the things that I want to tell you,

That have no words.

There is no word.


"Being a true bad ass has no weight or gender requirement - just 100% commitment to greatness"

Dwayne Johnson (The Rock)

as always, what the Rock’s cooking smells great. (via babywipesenthusiast)

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this is so fucked up

For the love of god

I’ve smoked only about 4 ciggs in my life and this already makin me wanna stop

It looks like someone is blowing air into a rotting plum


this needs to be seen by everyone

so, to all smokers: please please please stop that fucking shit, it’s expensive and horrible for your health, your skin, your endurance and your sports… you just have to have a look at those pics up there…

Ergh I wish my mother would stop :( she should know better

This is rather terrifying but it’s a good kick back to reality for anyone who smokes. You can’t see what your lungs look like but it isn’t good

It makes me wanna stop smoking and i don’t even smoke

I don’t understand why anyone would choose to do this to their body

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