Sea world should be wiped the fuck out

Going home
I want to do more in this world than just live in it.

-Unknown (via c-ultures)


i’m so tired of people telling me it gets better it doesn’t fucking get better 





It’s sad to know that people have forgotten we share the Earth with animals. They’re Earthlings, just as we are. Their lives have value. Just because we don’t understand them in the sense that our communication is limited, doesn’t mean they’re unintelligent or should be exploited for our greed. 

18,000 vegans


Really would love to sit down and chat with the non-vegans who reblogged this.

You are not an ugly person day to day. From day to day, you are a nice person. From day to day, all the people who are supposed to love you on the whole do. From day to day, as you walk down a busy street in the large and modern and prosperous city in which you work and lie, dismayed and puzzled at how alone you can feel in this crowd, how awful it is to go unnoticed, how awful it is to go unloved, even as you are surrounded by more people than you could possibly get to know in a lifetime that lasted for millennia and then out of the corner of your eye you see someone looking at you and absolute pleasure is written all over the person’s face, and then you realize that you are not as revolting a presence as you think you are. And so, ordinarily, you are a nice person, an attractive person, a person capable of drawing to yourself the affection of other people, a person at home in your own skin: a person at home in your own house, with its nice backyard, at home on your street, your church, in community activities, your job, at home with your family, your relatives, your friends — you are a whole person.

-Jamaica Kincaid, A Small Place (via larmoyante)


Centaure aux Salins, 2013
There is nothing prettier than a city at 5 AM with its empty streets and cold wind.

-(via forever-and-alwayss)


wish i could have someone to be adorable with 


I think unrequited love is one of the worst feelings


Homeless children living in an underground passage under the Pouchkine Square. Moscow, 1992.
© Lise Sarfati
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