scattered beauty

take what is left of me, make it a melody.
you'd be my remedy, i'll sing with what's left of me.
On the final day I die, I want to hold my head up high. I want to tell you that I tried to live it like a song.

pacify-eris:

How much does Saudi Arabia hate women? So much so that 15 girls died in a school fire in Mecca in 2002, after “morality police” barred them from fleeing the burning building — and kept firefighters from rescuing them — because the girls were not wearing headscarves and cloaks required in public. And nothing happened. No one was put on trial. Parents were silenced. 

from Mona Eltahawy’s Why Do They Hate Us? 

(via un-petit-mort)

gilmored:

Because…you know, she’s here and he’s there and…God, I’m so tired.

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Pentatonix

—Somebody That I Used To Know

orangemuses:

kkatkkrap:

A’capella cover, huh… we’ll see about th…  …

OH MY GOD THIS IS SO GOOD

That utter feeling of guilt when you feel like you somehow did something wrong.