~ Monday, May 20 ~
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shapeyoursmile:

havocados:

emorenita:

why aren’t these being reblogged more often?i rather see these than “keys in hand”

Fatality

There are a few of those ‘movement series’ actually, I wouldn’t know their names but still.. Could always come in handy..

for future reference

shapeyoursmile:

havocados:

emorenita:

why aren’t these being reblogged more often?
i rather see these than “keys in hand”

Fatality

There are a few of those ‘movement series’ actually, I wouldn’t know their names but still.. Could always come in handy..

for future reference

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forever-and-alwayss:

seriously my favorite movie

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~ Saturday, May 18 ~
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kiikuchee:

thinelifeandtimes:

johnpaper:

dangggg, what a cutie. and he’s single.

my roommate ladies and gentleman. 
an excellent cuddle buddy. 

Annddddyyy (:

LOLANDAY

kiikuchee:

thinelifeandtimes:

johnpaper:

dangggg, what a cutie. and he’s single.

my roommate ladies and gentleman. 

an excellent cuddle buddy. 

Annddddyyy (:

LOLANDAY

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~ Friday, May 17 ~
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But I think it’s intoxicating when somebody is so unapologetically who they are.
Don Cheadle (via freshgypsy)

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High school, it seems, has changed. It has become competitive. Young men and women — 13 to 18 years old — must work more or less tirelessly to ensure their spot at a college deemed worthy to them and their families. So rather than living their adolescent lives — lives brimming with desires and vitality, with vim, vigor, and brewing lust — these kids are working at old age homes, cramming for tests, popping Adderall just to make the literal and proverbial grade. And for what? So they can go to a school that puts them in debt for the rest of their lives. School has become a great vehicle of capitalism: it quashes the revolution implicit in adolescence while simultaneously fomenting perpetual indebtedness.

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~ Thursday, May 16 ~
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kiikuchee:

beben-eleben:

There once was a young boy with a very bad temper. The boy’s father wanted to teach him a lesson, so he gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper he must hammer a nail into their wooden fence.
On the first day of this lesson, the little boy had driven 37 nails into the fence. He was really mad!
Over the course of the next few weeks, the little boy began to control his temper, so the number of nails that were hammered into the fence dramatically decreased.
It wasn’t long before the little boy discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence.
Then, the day finally came when the little boy didn’t lose his temper even once, and he became so proud of himself, he couldn’t wait to tell his father.
Pleased, his father suggested that he now pull out one nail for each day that he could hold his temper.
Several weeks went by and the day finally came when the young boy was able to tell his father that all the nails were gone.
Very gently, the father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence.
“You have done very well, my son,” he smiled, “but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same.”
The little boy listened carefully as his father continued to speak.
“When you say things in anger, they leave permanent scars just like these. And no matter how many times you say you’re sorry, the wounds will still be there.”

this is like the toothpaste thing i had to do in seventh grade but more intense… we had to empty an entire thing of toothpaste and then try to get all of it back in… obviously we failed. the lesson here was that words can come out of our mouths but not all of them can be taken back. 

kiikuchee:

beben-eleben:

There once was a young boy with a very bad temper. The boy’s father wanted to teach him a lesson, so he gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper he must hammer a nail into their wooden fence.

On the first day of this lesson, the little boy had driven 37 nails into the fence. He was really mad!

Over the course of the next few weeks, the little boy began to control his temper, so the number of nails that were hammered into the fence dramatically decreased.

It wasn’t long before the little boy discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence.

Then, the day finally came when the little boy didn’t lose his temper even once, and he became so proud of himself, he couldn’t wait to tell his father.

Pleased, his father suggested that he now pull out one nail for each day that he could hold his temper.

Several weeks went by and the day finally came when the young boy was able to tell his father that all the nails were gone.

Very gently, the father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence.

“You have done very well, my son,” he smiled, “but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same.”

The little boy listened carefully as his father continued to speak.

“When you say things in anger, they leave permanent scars just like these. And no matter how many times you say you’re sorry, the wounds will still be there.”

this is like the toothpaste thing i had to do in seventh grade but more intense… we had to empty an entire thing of toothpaste and then try to get all of it back in… obviously we failed. the lesson here was that words can come out of our mouths but not all of them can be taken back. 


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~ Wednesday, May 15 ~
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  • when I'm sad: I eat
  • when I'm happy: I eat
  • when I'm bored: I eat
  • when I'm angry: I eat
  • whether I'm in a good or bad mood: I eat

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rinicake:

Om nom nom…


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