"My father left for war in 1992, and never came home. Our mother didn’t tell us he was dead for a long time. We just thought he was still fighting. But one day we were being extremely difficult, and she started crying, and said: "Please behave. I’m a single mother now. So I’m going to need you’re help."
(Juba, South Sudan)
I wish I was pretty but like actually pretty, not “my friends and family think I’m pretty because they’re my friends and family” pretty
it’s 2014 and there’s still guys tryna rock the 2009 justin bieber hairstyle please love yourself
No Face drinking tea and eating cake - Spirited Away
Youngor Textiles, Ningbo, Zhejiang Province, 2005
by Edward Burtynsky