The Archer.

Malaysian. December baby. Guitar. Drums. Food hunter. Artsy fartsy, optimistic, & bubbly. Lesbian. Missing brain to mouth filter. Love Supernatural, Jessica Alba, Ninja 350, Chevy Impala '63, stargazing, Neon, LED, dancing and rooftops. Tattoos. Body Mods. Colors!

Yeay!

I got the job. I’m officially an art teacher. Excited for my first day!

Life’s been so wonderful that I don’t feel the need to vent my negative feelings here. I rather paint. 

Being married to Farah Saad is amazing! I’m sorry for her exes for missing out on that fact. I’m sorry for their lack of insecurity and excessive self-hatred. I wish everybody could see just how beautiful she is inside out. She’s been supportive and kind. Wow my sister just bought me nasi kukus

I’m sorry for the girl I let in and fucked with my twitter timeline. She’s everywhere, and I guess she’s just being nice to everyone I happen to know. The damn circle is just too small. 

I’m sorry for our kids Pudat and Goyen for being stuck at markas. We can’t afford to foster them forever. We paid for their food, stuff and clean up their shit everyday. No thanks to the two idiots who wanted to play hero and brought em’ home. Cats aren’t playthings. They’re commitment for life. Stick that on your forehead.

I guess it’s true what they say. Happy people don’t write. They eat a lot! :)

ouh!

ouh!

(via dani-calif0rnia)

Just wanted to let you know that I love you even though you aren’t naked right now.Via someecards

Just wanted to let you know that I love you even though you aren’t naked right now.

Via someecards

  • Me: I'm a lesbian
  • Everyone: Omg how do two girls have sex?! Is it good? How do you lose your virginity? Is that even sex? How many girls have you slept with? Are you sure it's not just a stage? Have you ever TRIED having sex with a guy? How do you know that you don't like it? Do you want to be a boy? Are you sure? You don't look like a lesbian. Who's the guy in the relationship? You're going to Hell. God doesn't like gay people.

(via artpixie)

fuckyeahtattoos:

One of my favorite of my tattoos, i got it to represent a girl trying to find her way home, because thats how my life felt at the time, not feeling at home or happy anywhere, my husband did this tattoo for me to help me get through this <3

fuckyeahtattoos:

One of my favorite of my tattoos, i got it to represent a girl trying to find her way home, because thats how my life felt at the time, not feeling at home or happy anywhere, my husband did this tattoo for me to help me get through this <3

fry-the-eggs:

this is too much. 
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fry-the-eggs:

this is too much. 

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(Source: jonrose1, via fernwehtitis)

thiscitysscreamingatme:

satanpositive:

Sylvia Likens was sixteen and her sister Jenny was fifteen in July of 1965, when they were entrusted to the care of a skinny, asthmatic, chain smoking - and as it turned out, psychotic - woman named Gertrude Baniszewski. Likens’ parents had offered Baniszewski $20 a week to let their girls live with her while they traveled with a carnival, operating a concession stand. Soon - and no one seems to know why - Baniszewski started to beat the girls, but then she focused her illogical rage on Sylvia. She also began to invite neighborhood kids, who hung out at Gertrude’s house, to beat and torture Sylvia as well. Some kids would practice judo on her, and some would put out their cigarettes on her skin. On at least one occasion, Gertrude put Sylvia in scalding hot water to “cleanse her of her sins.” For a time Sylvia was allowed to leave the house, but eventually she became a kidnapped victim and was locked in the cellar and fed minimal food. Baniszewski used a needle to carve the words “I am a prostitute” onto her stomach. On October 26, 1965, Sylvia died from brain swelling, internal bleeding, and shock. Baniszewski and the family members and neighbors who took part in the torture, kidnapping, and murder were tried and convicted of various degrees of crime. Sylvias parents were not charged. Her sister Jenny died in 2004 at the age of 54, and Baniszewski, who had been released from prison on parole in 1985, died of lung cancer in 1990.

This is such a sad story, and the movie is just as sad. Please watch it. It will break your heart. Its called An American Crime.

(via tryagain--failbetter)

(Source: allfruitsripe, via shonz)