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My life without Phoebe summed up into one simple word:

Sucks.

Awesome art prints: “Slaughterhouse Starlets” by Keith P. Rein

(Source: diruca)

Ellen’s response to the ‘Abercrombi& Fitch’ statement.

(via purplegatto)

I’m sittin on my front porch and there’s a party going on a couple houses down. An ambulance just passed them and said over the loudspeaker jokingly, “put the beers down, we’ll have everyone arrested.”

I love Richmond.

(Source: damnafricawhathappened)

“Mad was the last kid I saw and he was asleep. He was 3 months old and they put him in my arms and he stayed asleep and they put him in the bath and he stayed asleep and I thought he was narcoleptic or something. Then he opened his eyes and just stared at me for the longest time and I just stared at him and I started crying and he smiled. And it wasn’t that he smiled that he liked me, it was just that I hadn’t held children in my life and I was always considered so dark and I always had so many things that made me feel like maybe I shouldn’t be somebody’s mom because certainly the world has an opinion of me and I’m not so sure about myself and am I gonna be the best mom? So the fact that this little kid seemed at ease gave me the courage to feel like I could make him happy. And so we became a family right then.” — Angelina Jolie

thehillshavethighss:

wow yes this

Come on guys… I don’t want to drink alone tonight… Hit me up. :(