+ Rachel, 14, california
hi i'm rachel and i like singing and music!! i loVE MEXICAN FOOD and once i saw beyonce in concert *cries* pjo is my fav thing ever. ask me things!! click on this link for more.
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I'm reading The Color of Water by James McBride, listening to All About That Bass by Megan Trainor and Rude by Magic! and attempting to keep up with Teen Wolf. I'm loving Frank Zhang and Annabeth/Frank friendship.
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frankzhangnet and childrenoftheunderworldnet

friends list here! and don't be scared to talk to me alright. *whispers* i'm a huge dork okay.

jaclcfrost:

undeadxarmy:

jaclcfrost:

idk why wearing someone else’s shirt or sweater or jacket is so satisfying and comforting but it is

but not as satisfying as seeing someone else wearing your jacket or sweatshirt. like. wow. they’re wearing my sweatshirt. and it’s cute as fuck. 

the bond between the person wearing someone else’s clothes and the person whose clothes they are wearing is strong

grandkanyeon:

fuckboy and lava girl

Nico scowled. “It’s none of your business, but I don’t belong. That’s obvious. No one wants me. I’m a child of—”

"Oh please." Will sounded unusually angry. "Nobody at Camp Half-Blood ever pushed you away. You have friends— or at least, people who would like to be your friend. You pushed people away. If you’d get your head out your brooding cloud for once—"

—Blood of Olympus, page 429 (via jasonluvsnico)

toinfinityandbeyonce:

when the whole squads outfits are on point

To Mixed People

scarysamwilson:

  • To mixed people who only look like one of their races
  • To mixed people who look ‘ambiguous’ ‘exotic’ ‘unique’ and get both fetishized and treated badly for it
  • To mixed people whose identities are ‘too confusing’
  • To mixed people whose identities get ignored
  • To mixed people…
Taylor Swift songs are meant to be sung aloud in the shower, danced around to in the middle of the street and cried to when you’re home alone with nothing but chocolate ice cream. But above all else, they’re supposed to speak to you. —(x)

I WAS DOING MY SPANISH WORK AND MY FRIEND TEXTED ME AND SAID MY CRUSH WAS STARING AT ME AND HE WAS SMILING

southerngothics:

the best thing about oitnb is that most of the inmates look realistically tired and unkempt and don’t wear makeup and then there’s laverne cox looking like she just walked off the red carpet 100% of the time

eternalravendreamer:

leonkuwatatata:

do you ever get mad at yourself because youre not even good at the things you thought you were good at

YOU PUT THE THING INTO WORDS

maxonshreaves:

when your otp is in an intense argument and their faces get closer together but then they stop talking 

and they look at the others’ lips

ghostingirl:

DO U EVER JUST WANNA SCREAM CAUSE SOMEONE IS SOOO FRICKIN CUTE AND U LIKE EM SO MUCH AND U WANNA SMOOCH EM FOREVER GOSH

In all my relationships, I am the one who loves most. There are days when it hurts, days when I want to be more important to others than they are to me, days when I want someone to believe in me like I am a miracle, days when I want someone to look at me and see burning galaxies, days when I want to get back everything that I have given, days when I want more, always more, so much more, but there are other days when I thank the universe for my plus sized love, for my open-door heart, for my spilled lake of feelings, for the mixture of softness and war that makes me who I am. On those days, I take all the love inside me and I stretch it out until it extends to every part of my body, until I can feel it flow in my veins and beat in my heart, and I understand that this is strength, that feeling and loving strongly is never a weakness, that caring more only allows others to take advantage of you if you don’t extend that caring to yourself, that there is nothing wrong with being the one who loves most, but you have to love yourself too. —Emm Roy (via positivedoodles)
Anonymous: Bc gay

tru

itscolossal:

Chicago Fog / Michael Salisbury

unlimitedgoats:

luxvriously:

My anaconda will consider it

My anaconda has, upon review of the information presented with it’s partners, decided that it, in fact, does not. My anaconda apologizes for any inconvenience this may cause and thanks you for your time.