professional-bird:

CAN WE JUST TALK ABOUT THE FACT THAT POPE FRANCIS IS SO FRIKKIN CHILL THAT IF AN ALIEN WALKED IN TO THE VATICAN HE WOULDN’T EVEN FREAK OUT HE’D JUST BE LIKE “SUP DUDE LETS GO GET YA SOME JESUS” 
professional-bird:

CAN WE JUST TALK ABOUT THE FACT THAT POPE FRANCIS IS SO FRIKKIN CHILL THAT IF AN ALIEN WALKED IN TO THE VATICAN HE WOULDN’T EVEN FREAK OUT HE’D JUST BE LIKE “SUP DUDE LETS GO GET YA SOME JESUS” 

professional-bird:

CAN WE JUST TALK ABOUT THE FACT THAT POPE FRANCIS IS SO FRIKKIN CHILL THAT IF AN ALIEN WALKED IN TO THE VATICAN HE WOULDN’T EVEN FREAK OUT HE’D JUST BE LIKE “SUP DUDE LETS GO GET YA SOME JESUS” 

(Fuente: traceexcalibur)

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clevcat:

Even Flow - Pearl Jam

Even flow, thoughts arrive like butterflies
Oh, he don’t know, so he chases them away
Someday yet, he’ll begin his life again, yeah
Oh, whispering hands, gently lead him away
Him away, him away…

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mapsontheweb:

Countries Where Atheists Have Are Persecuted

tanpom:

getting a good grade on a test you were sure you failed

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(Fuente: equatings)

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That place, “Heaven” will never exist for me as long as you are not there standing by my side. I can dwell in the confusion of my experience or I can try and live out my days in anguish. Either option, I lose. If I want to return to the sunshine of the living, I must cross and ocean of hate to get there, and a culture of enormous sorrow stands in my way. But you’re worth enduring the worst of life’s creations. Your love, your forgiveness and tender touch, I would set myself on fire a thousand times for just five more minutes of your magnificence against my skin. I am unfocused. I don’t want people to like me. Nothing matters except dying a thousand deaths and receiving the simple pleasure of holding you one more time. I don’t have a clue how to find you, but I know that somewhere in the sunlight of the spirit you are there guiding me home to your bosom. We really are just made of iron and bone. Held together with weak skin and easy to open veins. We have been created from dust only to live and love and get shoved back into the dirt. My beloved. I don’t have any idea how I am going to find you, but I will. Somehow, in the smiling graves of our ancestors and with every ounce of energy in my bones, I will find you. All my love.

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