Charms are 8.4mil and rising on Dreamweaver now. Damn this economy to hell!
They’re 10-15m on lost city. T_T
Charms are 8.4mil and rising on Dreamweaver now. Damn this economy to hell!
They’re 10-15m on lost city. T_T
Sweeet this is so interesting! Excited for next ones!
Meet Jade. She killed herself three days after making this video.. Teenage suicide accounts for 31,000 suicides a year in the U.S, making it the 3rd leading cause of suicide. Worldwide, nearly one million people commit suicide every year.. more than those murdered or killed in war. Think before you say something hurtful to someone else. It may look like they’re okay, but they’re not. Words are more powerful than you think. Repost this not just for Jade, but for every teenager who is going through what she went through. You can help save a life. And wasn’t she just fucking gorgeous?
I WILL FOREVER REBLOG THIS.
this must be on my blog at least 10 times, and i will continue to reblog it until every bastard that has ever made someone else’s life a misery gets the message… if you have the guts to bully, you better have the guts to deal with the consequences. R.I.P Jade.
(Source: foreverinhisarmsiwanttostay17)
(Source: youknowyoureahungergamesfanwhen)
(Source: shitilovee)
Why do I have to preserve this body in mint condition for the next 60 or so years anyway?
Nobody looks at a blank canvas and says “no don’t put any paint on that it might affect it’s life later on, someone might look at this canvas in ten years time and wonder why we painted it like that, it might affect this canvas’s job opportunities in the future, think of all the things this canvas could do in the future, but it won’t achieve anything if it’s covered in paint”.
The fact is, we’re born, we suffer for a solid 80 years or so, then we die. Once I’m dead, nobody will care that I had tattoos or piercings, they’ll say at my funeral “she was a good person INSIDE and was so caring and giving” because the inside is what really matters.
If we can’t be who we want, look how we want and express ourselves through our tattoos, piercings, hair colour, clothing style, things like that, then what’s the point in even being alive?
What’s the point of waking up each day, just to be exactly like everyone else, how the world wants you to be, to go do the things you’re expected to do, to reach old age safely so we can die old and boring, with no crazy experiences or stories to tell, just like every other old person?