rants and stuff

Ask me anything   100% filipino
I ball but would like to know how to dance
Currently single but would like to be in a relationship sometime down the road

watershedplus:

High-speed photographs of ink mixing with water by Alberto Seveso

Via

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— 3 weeks ago with 73244 notes

dayofthedove:

balthazarjones:

adriofthedead:

carriepika:

zychel:

10th-man-down:

Movie poster mash-ups

I choked on the air I was trying to breathe

I LOST IT AT SHIELD OF DREAMS

I need the Inglourious Wizerds poster on my wall right fucking now

I would watch all of these.

RYUK THOUGH

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— 3 weeks ago with 20434 notes

likeafieldmouse:

Tom Gill - Frozen Lighthouses on Lake Michigan (2013)

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— 3 weeks ago with 16670 notes
Venting

I honestly don’t understand why my mom always gotta do this. Whenever I want to hang with friends you ALWAYS shut me down. Even if it’s for a little bit you still prevent me from getting out of the house. For real i just wanted to get some ice cream with friends and your complaining that it’s 7:20. BITCH HOW THE FUCK IS THAT LATE. IT’S NOT LIKE I’M GOING TO DO DRUGS OR ANYTHING. I get it that as a mother your wanna protect me and all that and i think being an only child reinforces this but you need to realize that i’m 17 going on 18. You need to let go. As crazy as it seems i’m growing up and as a parent you need to understand. Dad has already accepted it so why can’t you. You question as to why I don’t tell you where i’m going out or when i’m out. Well maybe if you weren’t so fucking restrictive I’d be more willing to tell you. It’s times like this where I wish is 18 so I can move out and get the hell out of here. This post may seem like i’m overreacting and i’m “letting my emotions get the better of me” But if you really knew me, you would know that this has been going on for FAR to long and quite honestly, i’m about to reach my breaking point and snap.

— 3 weeks ago with 3 notes
#vent  #fedup 
To tell you the truth,

I don’t have much to offer. But I’ll still give you everything I’ve got, even if it’s barely a thing at all. I’ll give you late nights, good massages, someone to talk to, someone to care for, someone who will always be there, a hand to hold, somebody to lean on. And if that’s not enough, just know you have all of me. I hope that’s enough.

(Source: stfudarlenespeaks, via sincerely-alexis)

— 2 months ago with 6030 notes