Countless lovers under cover of the street

Apr 15

i literally almost broke my wrist bc i was trying to look out the window to see the moon (my moms exact words were “you already went out the door once youve seen it stay ya ass in side) (god forbid the moon being extrodinarry interrupts her sleep) but I slipped bc the only window in my house you can see it from is in front of my bed and my knee slippped and all my weight was on my wrist like I think I actually hurt my wrist trying to see the moon 

Apr 15

MAYBE ITS SLEEP DEPRIVATION BUT IM EXTREMELY THRILLED ABOUT THE MOON DOING ITS THANG

LITERALLY AT 1:00 AM I COULD BARELY SEE THE MOON IT WAS LIKE HALF MOON BUT IT WAS WHITE

2:00 AM I COULDNT SEE IT AT ALL

3:00 AM IT WAS PINK PINK 

3:30 AM IT IS HALF WHITE HALF PINK ITS TRANSITIONAING BACK BEFORE MY EYES THE EARTH IS MOVING AND STUFF AND I 

Apr 15

NOW YOU FUCKING LISTEN TO ME IS THIS REAL DID LOUIS TOMLINSON ACTUALLY WEAR THIS SWEATER THAT WE ALL KNOW THERE IS NO POSSIBLE WAY HE DOESNT KNOW THAT “OOPS” IS CONNECTED TO LARRY DID HE ACTUALLY WEAR THIS OR DID SOME FAN PHOTOSHOP IT? DONT LIE TO ME BECAUSE I WILL FIND OUT AND STRAIGHT UP BEAT YOU WITH UNDERWEAR 

Apr 15

THAT MOON CHANGING TONIGHT LIKE CHANGED MY MIND IM NOT KIDDING LIKE I JUST SAW SOMETIHNG COOL AND RARE AND NATURAL THAT MY MOM WAS TOO LAZY TO GET UP AND SEE BUT I SaW IT AND THE EARTH AND EVERYTHING IS COOL I HAVE REASONS TO LIVE GOOD NIGHT 

Apr 15
THE MOON 

THE MOON 


Apr 15

aight leme tell you about the moon 

bc i  was like oh thats cool but something about when I looked out the window and saw the freaking moon pINK and then went outside and saw the actual moon in the actual sky being actually pink by a naturally rare phenomenon it literally took my breathe like im standing outside at 3:00 am in Nikes and batman pajama pants just staring at it because like this is something that we may never see in real life again i

this picture is really bad bc you try taking a picture of the night sky with iPhone in pitch black darkness 

Dec 18

tyleroakley:

radondoran:

THIS WAS ALREADY PERFECT

BUT THEN THE LYRICS STARTED

Nov 20
bc its necessary to hold hands while playing soccer 

bc its necessary to hold hands while playing soccer 

Nov 20

loving-ziam-and-larry:

kissmyfast:

nouspourrionsetre:

queenhighnesss:

seattle-fox:

alex-sando-s:

I know I don’t have many followers, but if it isn’t too much to ask I would like for everyone to just take a second to read my story. The pictures above are a summary of my life the past two years. From my first date with Christian, to my first and only prom with him, to finding out I was pregnant and starting our family. As you can see the past two years have sort of been a roller coast ride for me, with plenty of ups and downs. But I can easily say they were the best two years of my life. There are a few dates I will never forget, starting with February 26th, 2012. That was the day me and christian officially started our relationship. The next date is July 11th, 2012. The day I found out I was approximately 7 weeks pregnant. January 12th, 2013, the day we moved into our little house. Then February 13th, 2013. The day my son, Noah Clark Carden came into the world. I’ll never forget June 8th, 2013, the day Christian was taken to jail (just a minor probation violation), and July 23rd, 2013, the day he was released. After that, the dates are all kind of just a blur and a flash of good memories. Until, October 30th, 2013. That is the night Christian died. I found him, he had committed suicide. I stayed by his side until the ambulance arrived, but he had no heart beat. I followed them to the hospital and as soon as they resuscitated him and he was stable they allowed me in his room. At first I sat by his side holding his hand, and I just cried. He was breathing on his own through a tube, and a machine was doing most of the work for his heart. Just when I lost all hope one of the nurses told me, “You know you can talk to him, right? Hearing is always the last thing to go in a situation like this”. So I did, I told him many things. Countless times I told him how much I loved him. How much me and Noah needed him. That if he would just fight for me, and come back, that God would give us another chance to do things right and to be a family. I just went on and on, and when I looked up, his eyes were half open and he was crying. Tears streaming down his face. That’s when I knew.. he wasn’t going to be able to come back to me, and he knew it too. But I stayed there, I stayed by his side until they called his death and removed the machines. And for an additional two hours I sat there with my head on his chest, and I played with his hair because that was his favorite thing. I stayed until the nurses said it was time to go, I looked at him, whispered I love you, kissed him on the forehead, and I walked out. Christian suffered from depression, but not a lot of people knew that because he never reached out to anyone. He had stopped his antidepressants, but he didn’t let anyone know. He truly felt that if he died nobody would miss him, that we were all better off without him.. well he was wrong. But he couldn’t help that he felt this way, he was sick. People don’t understand how severe a mental illness can be just because you cannot see it. So this post has two messages in it. ONE, if you are depressed and you feel like you have no purpose, like you are not loved, well you are WRONG. There are many people out there that will be affected and deeply hurt to lose you. Christian didn’t realize that until it was too late. And two, if you are having suicidal thoughts… reach out to someone.. anyone. You can even message me day or night, and I will talk if you want to talk, or listen if you want me to listen. Don’t keep things hidden, and don’t feel embarrassed, scared, or ashamed.. please. You are not unwanted, you are not any different, you are depressed, and there is a cure. I would give anything to go back and tell Christian all of this, why I waited until it was too late… I dont know. And I will never forgive myself. So don’t make that mistake. Life is too short to spread hate, to hold grudges, to cut ties. Instead forgive, spread love, and find happiness. Christian always told me how much he loved to make other people happy, and it was true. I can’t name all the favors that were left unreturned.. but he didn’t care. He did it for the joy of making someones day. He was such a people pleaser, if he couldn’t make somebody happy, he felt like he had failed. What he didn’t understand is that it wasn’t his responsibility to make others happy, but he took on the challenge anyways. When other people were hurting, Christian took in their pain as his own. Everyday took a toll on him, to the point where the pain was unbearable. But you would have never known if you met him. He would flash that smile and release every bit of happiness he had until he had none left. I know it seems cliche, but it is true. Reblog this to spread Suicide Awareness. If my story can help save just one life, well then I will feel accomplished. And if Christian knew he started something to inspire others, to bring someone to reach deep down inside and find their own inner happiness, and give them a reason to live, well then he would feel accomplished too. So please, help me do this for him. I may not have worded this exactly how I wanted to, or got everything out, but I think I did the best I could at this point.

I’m crying :’(

Usually I scroll past long things like this, but everyone needs to read this

This is worth reading.

Oh my god..

:’( 

Nov 20

psa:

dorkstrider:

trenzalorefields:

trenzalorefields:

on my dash there are some of you reblogging this picture:

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can i just let all of you know that the left two could be extremely dangerous as the plastic can absorb the chemicals and then put them back into the drink you put inside of the bottle

please don’t try it guys! do the mayonnaise/vodka thing instead.

reblogging for anyone who missed this last night.

yeah this is pretty important