R.I.P to that girl you called a slut today.. She’s a virgin. The pregnant girl walking down the street.. Yeah, she was raped. The boy you called lame because he couldn’t go party.. He has to work everyday to support his family. The girl you pushed down the other day.. She already gets abused at home. The old man you made fun of because he has ugly scars.. He got those fighting for our country. The boy you made fun of today for crying.. His mother’s got two weeks to live. You think you can judge them by their appearance? Guess what, you can’t.

(Source: iamjacobbb, via un-reve)

thirteenlittlesecrets:

this is stunning

teenage-dirt-bag:

wine-gums:

i-l-l-u-s-i-0-n:

celest-ial:

sleek-suns:

the-magical-mystery-t0ur:

desert-ed:

One of the saddest photos I’ve saved in my computer.
No fucking way.
…
oh my god
holy…
Mother of God.
oh my holy god.
oh my god :(…………
omg
oh god.
they obviously didn’t die if the picture was uploaded to the computer… but its still sad!
^ the camera with this picture on was found in the the rubble after the attack.
reblogging every time.
omfg.
omgg </3
this made me cry
oh.my.gosh! </3
Oh my god
Imagine the aftermath.
This is honestly one of the most intense photos i have seen from 9/11. So sadThis is sad to look at looking how calm he is and not knowing whats about to happen
this photo makes me feel so sick :(
fuck i bursted out into tears
Fuck. To prove this isn’t a photoshop job or anything, reblog and click the picture, then look at this picture again.
Wowr.i.p;
omg this is so sad

Yolo

^ That was really rude
i agree.

wow

omg is must be superimposed? surely?

u guys r stoopid, its fake

I’m so scared of losing you. Right now you are the only thing that’s going right for me, and I love it. I’m falling so hard for you, and I wish I could tell you that but I’m afraid it’ll scare you off. You said you thought I was disappointed when we kissed, but I want you to know how much I loved it. I want you to know how happy you make me when you tell me I look cute. I want you to know that every time you text me I’m automatically in a better mood. I want you to know that when I see you I get all giddy and nervous. I want you to know that I secretly look for you at track and try to pick you out of the 100 boys out there. I want you to know that I rush out of 8th period just to see you. I want you to know that all of these are reasons why I’m falling for you, but I’m too scared to tell you them.