Wow, I'm home alone.
*In the shower* IMAGINE LIVING LIKE A KING SOMEDAY!
*Into a hairbrush* WHAT IF I CAN'T FORGET YOU? I'll BURN your name into my THROAT. I'll be the FIRE that'll CATCH YOU.
*Running around the house* Can we create something beautiful and DESTROY IT!?!!?!?
*Upside down, balancing herself on the couch* MY LOVE FOR YOU WAS BULLETPROOF BUT YOU'RE THE ONE THAT SHOT ME!
*Making microwave popcorn* So keep TALKIN' 'cause I LOVE to hear your VOICE!
*Locks herself in room and goes on Tumblr*
How rape trials should go?Lawyer:
Did he rape her?
Yes, but she was drunk and passed out.
That's not what I asked. Did he rape her?
Yes, but she was wearin-
I didn't ask what she was wearing. Did he rape her?
I didn't ask anything else. It's just a simple yes or no answer. Did he rape her?
Yes, he raped her.
Rape is rape is rape, no matter the context.
Crying does not indicate that you are weak. Since birth, it has always been a sign that you are alive.Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre (via luhstinq)
Was ist wichtiger, lieben oder geliebt werden?
Welchen Flügel braucht ein Vogel zum Fliegen, den linken oder den rechten?