no matter how many followers i get i swear only 12 people actually read my posts
that’s all jesus needed
(via cor-carnival)
Sometimes i like to listen to a requiem and cry. It’s a little embarrassing, crying alone in my room over music.
Samuel alone on a bench seat
| Me: | My swing is cooler then yours! |
| Samuel: | Nawa! |
| Me: | Why?? |
| Samuel: | I can fit all my bitches on here! |
Metropolitan Opera - New York City
TAG YOUR FUCKING PORN
(via karajanmywaywardson)
Arnt we all screaming for attention?
I’ve become scared of Tumblr. It’s so angry and spiteful. I under stand that the internet is uncensored, and the general population that uses this cite is of a liberal demographic. But how am i bettering my Humanness by siting here and scrolling past reblogs of “meh” pictures, and sometimes angry posts.
Sometimes i wish that the internet didnt exist, or was very limited in its actions. Like FB and Tumblr wouldnt be around. How many things would i have had accomplished by now, instead of sitting here and looking at other peoples diaries.
I am tired of wannabe linguists and bubblegum hipsters telling me that Gypsy is “such a beautiful word, it would be such a shame if we can’t use it”…
How hard is it to understand that it’s a slur? I don’t understand the constant queries of “but, why?”
Gypsy is a racial and…
El Batel (Interiors)
Cartagena Auditorium and Conference Centre
Images: Fernando Alba
Architect: Selgas Cano Architects
