Baptized in Fire and Ice.

I’ll always love this one.

If this is your God, he’s not very impressive. He has so many psychological problems; he’s so insecure. He demands worship every seven days. He goes out and creates faulty humans and then blames them for his own mistakes. He’s a pretty poor excuse for a Supreme Being.

—Gene Roddenberry (via tuneindropoutoflove)

(Fonte: maureensmind, via dartranna-alurath)

Down this road, down this road once again
and it feels like beneath the dust of time.
Down this road, down this road once again
and it seems this will be ‘til the end of my time.

Oh how I wish you were here
to make the sighs of despair disappear…
Oh how I wish you could see
in spite of it all what you mean to me…

Scars are made to remind.

Along this road, along this road once again,
still it seems like it leads nowhere but away.
Along this road, along this road once again,
still it seems that it has been always this way.

Oh how I wish you were here
to make the sighs of despair disappear…
Oh how I wish you could see
in spite of it all what you mean to me…

Scars are made to remind.

Oh how I wish you were here
to make the sighs of despair disappear…
Oh how I wish you could see
in spite of it all what you mean to me…

And oh how these years have been long,
while humming the notes of the dead man’s song…
And oh how I wish they would fade,
all of them wounds I know it’s too late…

Scars are made to remind.

Bold what applies to you.

I am a male.

I am a girl.

I am shorter than 5’4.

I think I’m ugly.

I have many scars.

I tan easily.

I wish my hair was a different color.

I have friends who have never seen my natural hair color.

I have a tattoo.

I want a tattoo.

I am self-conscious about my body.

I’ve been told I’m attractive by a complete stranger.

I have more than 2 piercings.

I have a piercing in a place other than my ears.

I have freckles.

I’ve sworn at my parents.

I’ve run away from home.

I’ve been kicked out of the house.

I have a sibling less than one year old.

I want to have kids someday.

I’m in school.

I’ve lost a child.

I have a job.

I’ve fallen asleep at work/school.

I almost always do/did my homework.

I’ve missed a week or more of school.

I failed more than 1 class last year.

I’ve stolen something from my job.

I’ve slipped out an “lol” in a spoken conversation.

Disney movies still make me cry.

I’ve peed from laughing.

I’ve snorted while laughing.

I’ve cried from laughing so hard.

I’ve glued my hand to something.

I’ve had my pants rip in public.

I was born with a disease/impairment.

I’ve broken a bone.

I’ve gotten stiches/staples.

I’ve had my tonsils removed.

I’ve sat in a doctor’s office/emergency room with a friend.

I’ve had my wisdom teeth removed.

I had a serious surgery.

I’ve had chicken pox.

I’ve had measles.

I’ve driven over 200 miles in one day.

I’ve been on a plane.

I’ve been to Canada.

I’ve been to Mexico.

I’ve been to Niagra Falls.

I’ve been to Japan.

I’ve been to Africa.

I’ve been to Hawaii.

I’ve gotten lost in my city.

I’ve seen a shooting star.

I’ve wished on a shooting star.

I’ve seen a meteor shower.

I’ve gone out in public in my pajamas.

I’ve pushed all the buttons on an elevator.

I’ve kicked a guy where it hurts.

I’ve been to a casino.

I’ve been skydiving.

I’ve gone skinny dipping.

I’ve played spin the bottle.

I’ve drank a whole gallon of milk in one hour.

I’ve crashed a car.

I’ve been skiing.

I’ve been in a play.

I’ve met someone in person from Facebook.

I’ve caught a snowflake on my tongue.

I’ve seen the Northern lights.

I’ve sat on a roof top at night.

I’ve played chicken.

I’ve played a prank on someone.

I’ve ridden in a taxi.

I’ve seen Rocky Horror Picture Show.

I’ve eaten sushi.

I’ve been snowboarding.

I’m single.

I’m in a relationship.

I’m engaged.

I’m married.

I’ve gone on a blind date.

I’ve been the dumped more than the dumper.

I miss someone right now.

I have a fear of abandonment.

I’ve gotten divorced.

I’ve had feelings for someone who didn’t have them back.

I’ve told someone I loved them when I didn’t.

I’ve told someone I didn’t love them when I did.

I’ve kept something from a past relationship.

I’ve had a crush on a teacher.

I’ve been kissed in the rain.

I’ve hugged a stranger.

I have kissed a stranger.

I’ve done something I promised someone else I wouldn’t.

I’ve done something I promised myself I wouldn’t.

I’ve snuck out of my house.

I have lied to my parents about where I am.

I am keeping a secret from the world.

I’ve cheated while playing a game.

I’ve cheated on a test.

I’ve run a red light.

I’ve been suspended from school.

I’ve witnessed a crime.

I’ve been in a fist fight.

I’ve been arrested.

I’ve passed out from drinking.

I have passed out drunk at least once in the past 6 months.

I’ve smoked.

I’ve taken painkillers when I didn’t need them.

I’ve eaten mushrooms.

I’ve popped E.

I’ve inhaled Nitrous.

I’ve done hard drugs.

I have cough drops when I’m not sick.

I have 3 pills at a time no problem.

I have been diagnosed with depression.

I have been diagnosed with one or more anxiety disorder.

I’ve taken an anti-depressant.

I have been anorexic or bulimic

I’ve slept an entire day without needing to go pee.

I’ve hurt myself on purpose.

I’ve woken up crying.

I’m afraid of dying.

I hate funerals.

I’ve seen someone dying.

Someone close to me has committed suicide.

I’ve planned my own suicide.

I’ve attempted suicide.

I’ve written a eulogy for myself.

I own over 5 rap CDs.

I own an IPod or an MP3 player.

I have an unhealthy obsession with anime/manga.

I own something from Hot Topic.

I own something from Pac Sun.

I collect comic books.

(via scarification-of-the-soul)

Ah me, but where are now the songs I sang
When life was sweet because you call’d them sweet?

—Christina Rossetti, Poems of Christina Rossetti (via serialstranger)

(Fonte: highlyamusing)

(Fonte: quarianbrotherhood, via iceinherveins)

(Fonte: pusheen, via capitolslave)

Baptized in Fire and Ice.

If this is your God, he’s not very impressive. He has so many psychological problems; he’s so insecure. He demands worship every seven days. He goes out and creates faulty humans and then blames them for his own mistakes. He’s a pretty poor excuse for a Supreme Being.

Bold what applies to you.

Ah me, but where are now the songs I sang When life was sweet because you call’d them sweet?

Ah me, but where are now the songs I sang
When life was sweet because you call’d them sweet?