dirtyacid: what if p diddy was actually called pete diddy and we just misheard him and now he just goes with it because it’s too late to correct everyone but every night he goes home and cries and whispers to himself “my name is pete”
In those photos
I looked pretty I looked young and I looked happy. but I didn’t feel pretty. and I didn’t feel happy. Now I’ve got a few lines on my face, a few scars on my skin, a fake tooth and hair I can’t get a comb through, but each day I’m learning better how to be happy.
Consumerism interferes with the workings of society by replacing the normal...– Prosperity and Wealth (via azspot)
“One day I was eating a piece of chicken and my teeth hit the bone. My mind said, “Dead bird. This is me. Eating a dead bird.” Like I’m a fucking fool—what, I can’t think of anything to eat besides dead flesh? I started thinking about it like, ‘I’m alive, I have a life, my flesh is alive. Why should I eat something that’s dead?’ When man puts death into his body, he starts to die. From that...