Do not hate homosexuals, bisexuals, asexuals, ect
But do not hate heterosexuals.
Do not hate transgender, agender, non-binary people
But do not hate cisgendered people.
Do not hate people of color
But do not hate white people.
Do not hate women
But do not hate men.
Do not hate Christians
But do not hate atheists.
Hatred only breeds more hatred. Is it that hard to understand?
This needs more attention than it’s gotten.
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Well, he was sorta asking for it, dressing in such flammable clothing.
if he didnt want to get set on fire, he should have stayed indoors
He was probably drinking that night, alcohol makes you susceptible to fire.
If it’s a legitimate inferno, the male body has ways to try to shut that whole thing down.
God I love you, Internet.
Why didn’t he stop, drop, and roll? He should have stopped, dropped, and rolled. He must have secretly wanted it.
If you read the article, eyewitnesses said the man had purchased a lighter earlier that same day. Dude probably set himself on fire and lied about it. Typical.
He should have relaxed and enjoyed it. After all it was just a bit of kindling cuddling
We need to start educating people about wearing fire-safe clothing and carrying extinguishers with them at all times. For their own safety.
I don’t know what he’s complaining about. He should be flattered that someone was willing to risk prison time to set him on fire.
am i the only one that feels like i am never going to get over tiva?
No. No, you’re not.
"Tell me something about yourself. I don’t say that easily and much less do I want a standard reply.
I don’t care about your zodiac sign or what you want to study and you don’t have to tell me that you have a dog and three birds. Tell me about the things that matter.
I want to know when the last time was you did something for the first time and if you were afraid or excited.
Tell me why your favourite colour is black and not blue, because black is absolute and blue isn’t and how it has always bothered you.
Let me know why you have always hated the idea of giving someone roses because the last time someone gave you one it was corny and embarrassing and you didn’t love her anyway but tell me you would always change your mind when the right one comes around.
Tell me about the last time you cried and if it healed you or broke you down to pieces and tell me who was there to pick you up, to comfort you in your darkest hour.
You can tell me about that scar on your hand, because I surely noticed it by now, and how you had an accident as a kid because you were so excited about the new bike you got for your birthday that you ended up racing into your parent’s car but they couldn’t even be mad at you because god, you were so incredibly happy.
Tell me, when was the last time you stood up for someone or something you believe in? Was it difficult, were you afraid? Were you proud of yourself?
Let me know why you hate this society but embrace this life and what you see when you look at strangers because it will tell so much more about yourself than your horoscope.
Tell me about all those tiny, seemingly unimportant things that nobody seems to care about because they are ignorant and never really cared, but I do and I want to know more about you than anyone else.
Tell me about yourself but skip the unimportant things. Many people will ask about your name, address, birth date, parents. You will stumble across police officers, teachers, bosses, strangers and they will all ask the same questions.
When you’re with me break out of this monotony, tell me about the things that matter because there are already enough people asking the same questions over and over again and I know your ears must be bleeding by now and your tongue must be stuck in your throat.
Tell me things and even if you’re silent let your eyes never stop talking because in them I will find the truth and I will fall in love with it.
Tell me about the things that matter
because I don’t want to be another random person in your life."
What matters (via soul-wanderer)
I’ve seen and liked many of your posts, Meike. But this is simply beautiful. ‘Nough said.
Ziva Hit A Stone Wall.. | 9x16
I had this done today. A quote by Brain Andreas, which to me represents writing as “better things to do” instead of festering in dark thoughts.
“I once had a garden filled with flowers that grew only on dark thoughts but they need constant attention & one day I decided I had better things to do. ”
i’m completely in love with this