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A Pen and Some Paper

All I need is a pen and some paper
To conjure up my dreams
To make my unseen seen
To give me what I need
…what I want
…what I crave
Can I write it down and it be true?
Reality comes crashing down
The world doesn’t revolve around you
I mean me
How about we…
Speak of us
And it’ll be true

All I need is a pen and some paper
To write down what I really want
…you
Life is not fair
I was taught that growing up
Work hard
Strive for success
Wishing upon a star will give you no luck
No luck you say
But how can that be true
Things in life for some come so easy
But not to me
And I don’t know about you
The meek shall inherit
I don’t see that day to day
I see cheating and lying
Backstabbing and crying
Deceit in your ways
And lies behind your eyes
Step on my toes
I’ll step away
Far far away
To a place deep inside
Where the little boy cries
Cries for me
And hides it well
Crying does not bode well
With the world
With the people who see it as a sign
That they can walk all over you
Time after time
After time
…after time

All I need is a pen and some paper
Is this jumbled?
Maybe rambled?
Am I speaking something you can’t see?
I’ll show you what you want
I’ll show you for free
Nothing comes free
Life is always attached with a price
Sell your soul just to live it twice

All I need is a pen and some paper
Hoping my eyes don’t betray what I want inside
That my sweet caresses don’t turn into mindless touching with no heart
My acts of kindness into what I see when I look in the dark
…nothing
I can’t be
Won’t be
Anything but me
At my worst
At my best
Acceptance is my reprieve

All I need is a pen and some paper
To tell you clearly what I can’t speak
Cat got your tongue
You’ve got my eye
For once I want to win
And not be on stand by
For once I want to be put first
And not have my feelings passed to the side
It’s second hand nature for me to step down
Be nice…take a bow
Exit stage left…with my eyes cast down
But now…my eye is on the prize
On you
Watching…waiting…hoping…praying…gloating
N O T I C E or…
I’ll……
Never hate you
Only yearn for something more
Simply understanding it will never be returned

All I need is a pen and some paper
Life is come and go
Grab it before it’s taken
It could be your one in a million chance to know
But mines is passing
I’m watching it walk by
All I need is a pen and some paper
As thoughts of you and I die

  • 1 day ago
we-r-survivors:

We Are Survivors

we-r-survivors:

We Are Survivors

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feelinranty:

necessary-sass:

curlybrownboy:

belindapendragon:

kobetyrant:

HOW IS THIS NOT EVERYWHERE?

Reblogging this good news…again.

y’all know EXACTLY why this isn’t everywhere. don’t pretend to be oblivious

Well let’s spread the word then guys. This kid deserves all the attention.

"Ramarni, what will you do when you grow up?"

"Literally everything."

So excited when I hear stories like this because imagine what he will accomplish

(Source: lawdgevus)

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haleinski:

why the fuck would straight ally’s get scholarships meant for LGBTQ students

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chelseajadexo:

have you ever had a weird sort of crush on one of your friends where you cant actually tell if its a crush or not??? do i want to kiss you?? do i just really enjoy being your friend????? who knows? not me

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creepysalmon:

bnme4everkb:

sixpenceee:

sixpenceee:

Sir Nicholas Winton is a humanitarian who organized a rescue operation that saved the lives of 669 Jewish Czechoslovakia children from Nazi death camps, and brought them to the safety of Great Britain between the years 1938-1939.

After the war, his efforts remained unknown. But in 1988, Winton’s wife Grete found the scrapbook from 1939 with the complete list of children’s names and photos. Sir Nicholas Winton is sitting in an audience of Jewish Czechoslovakian people who he saved 50 years before.

WATCH FULL VIDEO HERE

This post gained more than 100,000 notes in over a day. One of the most powerful things I ever posted. 

W.O.W.

Literally crying. Some of these people could be my relatives

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this-disgusting-ribbon:

starscreamsswayinghips:

purrinces:

accio-aj:

4 and a half years difference, I finally recognise myself in the mirror.
Age 18 at my mum’s wedding in may 2010, a tough day having to wear a dress and attempt to look comfortable in it, but i got to change into a shirt and jeans after the ceremony/photos, the family had a great day so i couldn’t complain xD and then now at 2 years on testosterone and about 3 years after “coming out”.

this gives me so much hope with my transition 

^^^^ My thoughts exactly.

such gorgeous eyes :o

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subbieblackgrl:

brown-brown:

Yooooo I’m fucking dead

WTF!?  LMAO!

(Source: ruinedchildhood)

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"My whole life I never loved myself and I never knew why. It wasn’t until recently that I realized it was because I was too busy giving all my love to those who didn’t deserve it instead of to those who would not only give me their love in return but also remind me that before I love another, it’s important to love myself first."

— something i had to learn the hard way (via chuckyface)

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mashable:

In Case You Missed It:

The theme of last night’s dancing with the stars was reliving the memorable years. And that meant Alfonso Ribeiro reintroduced us to his famous dance — The Carlton — from the Fresh Prince of Bel-Air.

Watch the full dance here.

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codyperri2:

deathwood:

fun idea: stop telling trans people how hard it is to use their new names and pronouns

for real though.

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srkdall:

5265ad:

I’m grown but I’m not grown grown

Which means I know how to ride a dick but I’m still not sure how taxes work.

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pumpkinspicelatkes:

the person who said “money can’t buy happiness” was not transgender 

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