I can’t even explain how excited I am for October bc 1) HALLOWEEN is the best holiday of all 2) cloudy skies and wind make me so happy 3) the street next to mine has all these trees that turn completely yellow and I wait for this every single year
Would you mind to explain what's happening in Pakistan?
People were protesting outside the parliament demanding Nawaz Sharif to resign and because they say that the election which brought him to power last year was rigged. Police have fired tear gas and rubber bullets on anti-government protesters attempting to storm his official residence . Basically people are demanding that Nawaz Sharif to resign but he refuses to do so and people were peacefully protesting and police have been firing and throwing tear gas at innocent civilians
Don’t trust brown/black boys who like white girls. And no I don’t mean I’m against interracial relationships. I mean the type who put white girls up on pedestals, who treat them like a challenge, who glorify their beauty, their colored eyes, their light hair, all that while simultaneously dehumanizing and objectifying them. The ones who target white girls, who use them as status symbols. Don’t trust these boys. They’ve been poisoned.
If you did,
you would have married your best friend
three years ago.
She knows you
better than her right hand,
and she’ll listen to you cry
from eight states away.
You don’t have only one soul-mate,
because people wake up different parts of you—
parts you never even knew existed.
The boy when you were 15
taught you what it felt like
to get caught kissing in a closet
at the party you never should have been at
in the first place,
without his lips ever touching yours.
When you were 18,
a boy let you know what it’s like
to have your heart lodged in your throat,
because he’s moving 2,000 miles away,
And he won’t tell you when he’ll be back.
You wait until you’re 22
to get attached again,
and this time you feel it in every inch.
It’s as if you got struck by lightning—
the Lichtenberg figure crawls
up your arms and across your back,
like his hands on your skin
while you laid in bed together,
and you thought the thump of your heart
was in time with his.
You don’t have only one soul-mate;
Instead, you have soul-mates,
because your heart is huge
and you have the room.
”—you fall in love easily but your heart still isn’t full ; s.m. (via beachyhouse)
He could see it in my eyes; what I wanted was an honest answer, and fortunately he was willing to give me one. He nodded solemnly, and I knew the realization wasn’t easy for him to come to. “But I have an idea. Give me that loaf of bread you happen to have in your backpack.”
I skeptically handed it over. “What are you planning?”
"I’m going to leave a trail. So that if someone finds the trail they can follow it to where we are."
"Did you get that idea from that one fairy tale?"
"Yeah, maybe, whatever. Look it’s worth a shot."
I gave in. I didn’t really like bread anyway. We continued on foot for six more miles until we ran out of bread. It didn’t matter anyway, because that’s when the wolves caught up to us.