being cremated is my last hope of getting a hot, smoking body
More you might like
Remember that movie in which Jack Black was a teacher and building a rock band and when a little black chubby girl asked to be a singer he only said “sure! let me hear you” and the moment she started using her beautiful voice his lit up like all of his dreams came true, PLUS the same little girl was scared that people would make fun of her because she was fat and he started listing awesome singers with some weight on and included himself and told her that people wouldn’t laugh because she is awesome at what she does and that is all that matters PLUS that it’s ok to enjoy food?
Also, when a little boy asked to be the band’s stylist he just said “sure, go ahead fancy pants” like, there wasn’t a single second of questioning it, he went into “ok, that will be your position then” right away
That fucking movie is an hour and a half of Jack Black teaching kids to love themselves disregarding all of the stereotypes
School of Rock is the movie title I love that movie
U know how in winter it gets so cold and u think u will never be hot again and in summer it gets so hot u think u will never be cold again I think that is how it is with ur feelings like when u r sad u think u will never be happy and when u r happy u think u will never be sad. But u will be hot again and u will be cold again and u will be sad again but most of all u will be happy again
today my professor told me
every cell in our entire body
is destroyed and replaced
every seven years.
how comforting it is to know
one day i will have a body
you will have never touched.
laptop overheating?? pour water on it to cool it down!
i trusted you
Do not trust people like me. I will take you to museums, and parks, and monuments, and kiss you in every beautiful place, so that you can never go back to them without tasting me like blood in your mouth. I will destroy you in the most beautiful way possible. And when I leave you will finally understand, why storms are named after people
jesus christ that took a turn
I started wishing on the stars in the sky instead.
I said to the sun, tell me about the Big Bang.
The sun said, ‘It hurts to become.‘
Andrea Gibson, “I Sing the Body Electric, Especially When My Power’s Out” (via wordsnquotes)
raqsbabe asked:
favorite poem at the moment?
fictionalphina answered:
Her Story: “is it possible to love more than one person … the idea of it makes sense in my mind. you see, he fell for this girl while I went on this journey to find myself. I didn’t ask him to wait for me nor was I sure that I wanted him to. “I seem to find you in every girl” he used to once say as his fingers ran through my hair. I saw sincerity in eyes but you see I wasn’t ready. I was incapable of letting go of my heart. I was still threading open wounds. I repeatedly pushed him away, to be honest I had no idea how to tell him I loved him … and if I did, I don’t think I was ready for what was next. years passed by as our paths crossed once more. He began to tell me about her … reality sank in and I could feel my heart drown. it wasn’t out of spite because he found another. it was because she had the courage to open her heart to him. I smiled. we crossed 2 lakes and 1 ocean … you see, I could see his eyes glisten when he spoke about her, his voice sang a melody I heard only in films. I tilted my head back as my eyes searched for the moon. we sat in silence as my ears tuned out of my thoughts … and the only thing left to hear was the earth that surrounded me. I then glanced back at him and just at that moment his eyes said I was his but this was only for now. inside I knew his heart didn’t belong to me, i was simply a piece of his past and once he saw her he would leave.”
You’d think that after being cut down and ripped out for years body hair would take the hint that I don’t want it