"not stars......they're doors..."
the women are the strong ones, truly.
stuff you ask your mom:
- mom where’s my towel
- mom what do we eat for dinner
- mom what time is it
- mom where’s my phone
- mom when do you come back
- mom what day is it
stuff you ask your dad
- dad where is mom
“I am Andrew Ryan, and I am here to ask you a question. Is a man not entitled to the sweat of his brow? ‘No,’ says the man in Washington, ‘it belongs to the poor.’ ‘No,’ says the man in the Vatican, ‘it belongs to God.’ ‘No,’ says the man in Moscow, ‘it belongs to everyone.’ I rejected those answers. Instead, I chose something different. I chose the impossible. I chose Rapture. A city where the artist would not fear the censor, where the scientist would not be bound by petty morality, where the great would not be constrained by the small. And with the sweat of your brow, Rapture can become your city, as well.”
(Source: bogdevils)
Forgot to mention my queue has finished and am on hiatus until my exams are over.
Sayo peeps.
you are my laptop
my only laptop
you make me happy
when the skies are grey
you’ll never know dear
how much i love you
so please dont take
the charger
away
(Source: marketwarriors)
