Pretending To Grow Up

I'm Louise. I'm English. I'm 21, I'm a student in a cold town, and I collect strange jewellery. I love sloths, pugs, pretty cups, politics, ridiculousness and beauty. This blog exists because I'm in denial about leaving my teenage years.
prasannakcreations:

A potter painting earthen lamps to be sold on the occasion of Diwali (Deepawali).
A hindu festival of light celebrated across India, representing the victory of Light upon Darkness, the victory of Good upon Evil.
(Photo not mine. Found on the web)

prasannakcreations:

A potter painting earthen lamps to be sold on the occasion of Diwali (Deepawali).
A hindu festival of light celebrated across India, representing the victory of Light upon Darkness, the victory of Good upon Evil.

(Photo not mine. Found on the web)

(via wild-nirvana)

Destroy the idea that men should respect women because we are their daughters, mothers, and sisters. Reinforce the idea that men should respect women because we are people.

Conversation I overheard at work

  • Customer: How can you do this job (stripping)? Isn't it degrading having to take your clothes of for money?
  • Dancer: You're the guy that just forked out $300 for me to take my clothes off. Isn't it degrading having to pay that much before a girl who looks like me will take her clothes for you?
jurneeee:

death-will-heal-us:

not-an-unicorn:

doctor-hannibalism:

darling-im-sad:

memories-will-kill:

lightlikeafeatherflies:

and-mine-would-be-you:

t0morrowcomest0day:


I don’t care who the fuck you are, or what you’re doing. You can take 3 seconds to reblog this.

I miss you..

That last comment broke my heart..

please never give up.

I will never forget you..

R.I.P my mothers cousin 

RIP Uncle Max

R.I.P my 17 years old cousin

R.I.P Robbin Williams

For you, Neek.

jurneeee:

death-will-heal-us:

not-an-unicorn:

doctor-hannibalism:

darling-im-sad:

memories-will-kill:

lightlikeafeatherflies:

and-mine-would-be-you:

t0morrowcomest0day:

I don’t care who the fuck you are, or what you’re doing. You can take 3 seconds to reblog this.

I miss you..

That last comment broke my heart..

please never give up.

I will never forget you..

R.I.P my mothers cousin 

RIP Uncle Max

R.I.P my 17 years old cousin

R.I.P Robbin Williams

For you, Neek.

(Source: hotbandimaginesandsmut, via lilmikejr518)