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carol actually said fuck you with her eyes.

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プチ姫 turned 8 today!

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want you back // 5sos

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Farewell, Stephen Hawking <3

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This is glorious and even thought it doesn’t fit in the range of all the paranormal, I MUST share

It works like this: You tell Kitestring that you’re in a dangerous place or situation, and give it a time frame of when to check in on you. If you don’t reply back when it checks your status, it’ll alert your emergency contacts with a custom message you set up.

It doesn’t require you to touch anything (like bSafe) or shake your phone (like Nirbhaya) to send the distress signal. Kitestring is smarter, because it doesn’t need an action to alert people, it needs inaction.

MORE INFORMATION

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I don’t care what happens to the world, if I can save you.  

There is no other way. 

I’m sorry.

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You have to know the difference between people that give and people that take.

My two older brothers breath life into me. When I’m around them, my soul feels lighter. I breathe with ease and laugh without thinking. Their words aren’t there for the deep stuff but their arms are. They hook them around my waist and lift me above the clouds. Yet my feet still feel grounded and I am no longer drifting between reality and dreams. I am awake.

When I’m around my father, he puts a weight on my chest. I am stuck inside my head with the walls boarded up. I feel as if I’m talking through a twin of myself, one who has never been loved. Always sinking down down down into a dark place that I’d never wish upon anyone. And he often looks down at me to smile, unknowing that he’s the one who put me there. Somehow, his ignorance makes it worse.

When I’m around my best friend, I feel as if I’m not alone. I feel like I am an extension of her as she is of me. She has answers to questions and the endings to my sentences. When she smiles, I smile. Her brightness warms my brittle bones. My mind is clear and free from the constant chains that hold me back. I feel invincible and infinite and most importantly; alive.

When I’m around my mother, my skin feels like it’s on fire. I feel like my every move is calculated and mechanical. Her presence alone cuts me off at the knees. I am three times shorter and three times wider. Her words can pull you in just as easily as they can spit you out. Her choice of poison is guilt and her problems leak out of her eyes and into my conscious.

You have to know the difference between people who carry you and people you drown you.

 ━ things I wish I knew sooner (1/?)

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“She’s like nicotine when I don’t talk to her I crave her more and more the urge is so strong I want to smoke her like a cigarette”

— Tealia Imani   (via pansydraco)

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got shakers in my eardrums 

bossing like a new gun 

this is war - emily kinney

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do u take constructive criticism

i only take cash or credit 

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