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Simply messing about in boats!

"Happiness is only real when shared."
~Christopher McCandless
Sep 16 '14

Keith Moon’s first experience with superglue. [x]

Sep 16 '14

(Source: ew-wave)

Sep 15 '14
Graham’s sass.

Graham’s sass.

(Source: bang-of-blur)

Sep 15 '14

human:

when someone says they dont like me

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Sep 15 '14

So done with dreaming about my ex’s. I do not miss them in my waking hours but I keep dreaming about them being awful or being a different version of themselves.

Blah. Go away.

Anyone a dream expert?

Sep 15 '14
Little-liddle.

Little-liddle.

Sep 15 '14
All Power To The People (Released: 1996)
Japanese-American Human Rights Activist Yuri Kochiyama

(Source: exgynocraticgrrl)

Sep 15 '14

little-psy:

itsstuckyinmyhead:

Cats and Tumblr

*giggles hysterically*

Sep 15 '14
humansofnewyork:

"It was March 5th, 1988. There was a prayer festival that day, so we thought it would be a good day to protest. It was entirely peaceful. We were only shouting three things: ‘Long live Dalai Lama,’ ‘Free Tibet,’ and ‘Bring Dalai Lama Back to Tibet.’ First they fired tear gas, and then they started shooting. A girl standing next to me got shot in the heart. We ran into the temple, but they came in and kept shooting. I saw three young boys get thrown off the roof. I was shot, but I managed to escape, and two Tibetan doctors helped remove the bullet. One of the doctors worked for the Chinese army, but she still helped me as a Tibetan. Soon there were posters of me hanging up all over town. They said I was a dangerous monk. My friends dressed me in women’s clothes. For a week, I wore lipstick and rings and long hair. But at one point I tried to visit my mother, and that is when they found me."
(Dharamshala, India)

humansofnewyork:

"It was March 5th, 1988. There was a prayer festival that day, so we thought it would be a good day to protest. It was entirely peaceful. We were only shouting three things: ‘Long live Dalai Lama,’ ‘Free Tibet,’ and ‘Bring Dalai Lama Back to Tibet.’ First they fired tear gas, and then they started shooting. A girl standing next to me got shot in the heart. We ran into the temple, but they came in and kept shooting. I saw three young boys get thrown off the roof. I was shot, but I managed to escape, and two Tibetan doctors helped remove the bullet. One of the doctors worked for the Chinese army, but she still helped me as a Tibetan. Soon there were posters of me hanging up all over town. They said I was a dangerous monk. My friends dressed me in women’s clothes. For a week, I wore lipstick and rings and long hair. But at one point I tried to visit my mother, and that is when they found me."

(Dharamshala, India)

Sep 15 '14
I want to hug everyone I know and wrap them in cotton wool and keep them safe. Feeling sad tonight.

I want to hug everyone I know and wrap them in cotton wool and keep them safe. Feeling sad tonight.