Nasty man in his Land Rover did this to my poor old Scooby..  :(

AFFIRMATION

I believe the sun should never set upon an argument
I believe we place our happiness in other people's hands
I believe that junk food tastes so good because it's bad foryou
I believe your parents did the best job they knew how to do
I believe that beauty magazines promote low self esteem
I believe I'm loved when I'm completely by myself alone

I believe in Karma what you give is what you get returned
I believe you can't appreciate real love until you've beenburned
I believe the grass is no more greener on the other side
I believe you don't know what you've got until you say goodbye

I believe you can't control or choose your sexuality
I believe that trust is more important than monogamy
I believe your most attractive features are your heart and soul
I believe that family is worth more than money or gold

I believe the struggle for financial freedom is unfair
I believe the only ones who disagree are millionaires

I believe in Karma what you give is what you get returned
I believe you can't appreciate real love until you've been burned
I believe the grass is no more greener on the other side
I believe you don't know what you've got until you say goodbye

I believe forgiveness is the key to your unhappiness
I believe that wedded bliss negates the need to be undressed
I believe that God does not endorse TV evangelists
I believe in love surviving death into eternity
I believe in Karma what you give is what you get returned
I believe you can't appreciate real love until you've been burned
I believe the grass is no more greener on the other side
I believe you don't know what you've got until you say goodbye

(Source: youtube.com)

If only it was that easy!

If only it was that easy!

SAFE

SAFE

I know of friends that have and are going through this right now, they don’t need to be judged; they need to be helped.. 

I know of friends that have and are going through this right now, they don’t need to be judged; they need to be helped.. 

(Reblogged from the-names-loca)
Tawny Frogmouth
I had no idea that this bird existed until today.

Tawny Frogmouth

I had no idea that this bird existed until today.

(Reblogged from wandery-deactivated20120724)

A Victims Day

Her whole body visibly tensed. Knuckles white, her hands starting to shake. The laughter, growing louder as it echoed through her head

“Oh no not again, just ignore them… It doesn’t matter.. just ignore them.. they might not have noticed me?” The voice of reason trying to overcome the approaching laughter, it was failing. She could feel herself slipping into the oh so familiar panic, could feel it pulling at her shaking legs tempting them to action, running through them, slowly turning them to jelly.
It crept into her belly, unsettling, unnerving. She wanted to shout, to scream, but dared not for fear that her own shivering voice would set them off. So, she remained silent as the barrage of taunts were flung at her. “Its that bitch, what the fuck you doing round here. She’s come round, see who she can fuck, she’s a fucking slag. Yeh, did you hear that slag, you’re a dirty cock sucking whore”. She bit her tongue as the first of the tears cut a winding path down her face to drip silently to the floor. She wouldn’t speak out as she stared at the jeering crowd through blurred vision.
“Go on, say something bitch”. Even when the first blow landed she never made a sound, neither crying out in pain, nor roaring in defiance. She merely absorbed the physical attack as she had the verbal ones preceding it. The caged anger building, but held contained within her. As she fell to the floor - feet and fists lashing out at her, bruising bone and cutting skin - her one consolation; indeed, the only thought she could focus on was her own private triumph, the only dignified defiance she could muster.
While her body was battered by booted blows and her heart strangled by the taunts and laughter, not one sound passed her lips, not even a plea for mercy, nor even so much as a gasp for air. She hadn’t screamed profanities at her assailants. She hadn’t promised revenge.


They couldn’t break her, she remained silent. Bleeding….. Shattered…. But Silent.

Nice to see another side apart from the Dark..

Nice to see another side apart from the Dark..

Anonymous teen girls with cigarettes,

Leonard Nimoy  The Full Body Project”

"Who are these women? Why are they in these pictures? What are their lives about? How do they feel about themselves? These are some of the questions I wanted to raise through the images in this collection"



"Don’t let this be you, there is always another way"
(Matt George)

"Don’t let this be you, there is always another way"

(Matt George)

krokodil “Crocodile” 
The home-made drug that Oleg and Sasha inject is known as krokodil, or “crocodile”. It is desomorphine, a synthetic opiate many times more powerful than heroin that is created from a complex chain of mixing and chemical reactions, which the addicts perform from memory several times a day. While heroin costs from £20 to £60 per dose, desomorphine can be “cooked” from codeine-based headache pills that cost £2 per pack, and other household ingredients available cheaply from the markets.It is a drug for the poor, and its effects are horrific. It was given its reptilian name because its poisonous ingredients quickly turn the skin scaly. Worse follows. Oleg and Sasha have not been using for long, but Oleg has rotting sores on the back of his neck."If you miss the vein, that’s an abscess straight away," says Sasha. Essentially, they are injecting poison directly into their flesh. One of their friends, in a neighbouring apartment block, is further down the line."She won’t go to hospital, she just keeps injecting. Her flesh is falling off and she can hardly move anymore," says Sasha. Photographs of late-stage krokodil addicts are disturbing in the extreme. Flesh goes grey and peels away to leave bones exposed. People literally rot to death.

krokodil “Crocodile” 

The home-made drug that Oleg and Sasha inject is known as krokodil, or “crocodile”. It is desomorphine, a synthetic opiate many times more powerful than heroin that is created from a complex chain of mixing and chemical reactions, which the addicts perform from memory several times a day. While heroin costs from £20 to £60 per dose, desomorphine can be “cooked” from codeine-based headache pills that cost £2 per pack, and other household ingredients available cheaply from the markets.

It is a drug for the poor, and its effects are horrific. It was given its reptilian name because its poisonous ingredients quickly turn the skin scaly. Worse follows. Oleg and Sasha have not been using for long, but Oleg has rotting sores on the back of his neck.

"If you miss the vein, that’s an abscess straight away," says Sasha. Essentially, they are injecting poison directly into their flesh. One of their friends, in a neighbouring apartment block, is further down the line.

"She won’t go to hospital, she just keeps injecting. Her flesh is falling off and she can hardly move anymore," says Sasha. Photographs of late-stage krokodil addicts are disturbing in the extreme. Flesh goes grey and peels away to leave bones exposed. People literally rot to death.

"Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being "in love" which any of us can convince ourselves we are.

Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Your mother and I had it, we had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossom had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two.”