I can go out every night of the week, can go home with anybody I meet, but it’s just a temporary high ‘cause when I close my eyes I’m somewhere with you. If you see me out on the town and it looks like I’m burning it down, you won’t ask and I won’t say but in my heart I’m always somewhere with you.
So, the other day Jared posted this two photos with the caption ‘Sweet’. Pretty freaking sweet indeed because those are raspas or raspados (which are basically cups with crushed ice with any flavor you want) that when prepared look a something like this:
Take a deep breath, calm down. Turn on your iPod, lay on the floor and take more breaths. You are worth more than this, it doesn't have control over you. You're the one who will form your destiny, your own pathways through life. Don't let shit tie you down or break you. It's okay to cry, breath again. You're alive and you're wonderful.
“My sister Christi had a baby when I was 17, and I had just heard about crib death. The horrible thing was that it wasn’t understood. For some unknown reason the baby would stop breathing. So I would sneak into where the baby was sleeping and put my hand in her crib, hold her little finger, and I’d sleep on the floor like that. It was stupid, I’m sure. But I thought the warmth of my hand might help, that maybe if she felt my pulse it would remind her to breathe.”—Johnny Depp (via depparadis)
“All I’d ever wanted was to forget. but even when I thought I had, pieces had kept emerging, like bits of wood floating up to the surface that only hint at the shipwreck below.”—Sarah Dessen (Just Listen)
“[Today], every girl is expected to have: Caucasian blue eyes, full Spanish lips, a classic button nose, hairless Asian skin with a California tan, a Jamaican dance hall ass, long Swedish legs, small Japanese feet, the abs of a lesbian gym owner, the hips of a nine-year-old boy, the arms of Michelle Obama, and doll tits. The person closest to actually achieving this look is Kim Kardashian, who, as we know, was made by Russian scientists to sabotage our athletes. Everyone else is struggling.”—