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Today was a really good day
Today marks my first day being sober of smoking weed. I know it sounds really minor, but today was a huge step for me. As you all know, I have very destructive tendencies, especially towards myself when I go through rough times. These past two weeks, I’ve been watching my parents house while they are on vacation, and no joke, I did not go to bed sober once. I smoked nearly all day, and drank at almost every meal, and then would progress to drink heavily by nighttime (oh and vaping every second in between). I was in a very dark place for a while and I finally decided yesterday to finally stop. In fact, I’m sobering up from all the nasty things in my life. I threw away my juul, I only vape occasionally when someone offers. I’m not going to get drunk, I’m sticking to a limit of three beers no matter what. (I say that as I’m drinking a glass of whiskey, which is fine because that’s the only thing I’ve drank today)
Waking up this morning and going through my day knowing that I’m going to stick to my goals instantly brightened up my day.
I ran a lot of errands today, cleaned my house, sent many emails, got some productive work done on drill for my schools, I bought a fishing pole and went fishing.
But one of the best feelings today was standing on the skateboard again. I haven't rode a skateboard in most likely 2 years. I haven’t actually skateboarded (down a hill or any other matter) in 5 years. And me and a friend found a paved pump track for bikes (that worked perfectly for skateboarders with soft wheels). It felt so right to get back on that board and do something that really meant something to me.
Oh, one more thing. I asked a girl for her phone number today and she gave it to me. Okay, I actually don't even care if anything happens. The fact is, I got my confidence back. Tim just said, “I’m gonna wait in the car, you better not come back without her number. What do you have to lose?” BOOM. That’s all I needed.
Today was amazing. Sober Day 1: complete. Here comes Day 2 tomorrow.
Music composers write music in two different ways, programmatic (with a specific meaning for the music written, for a specific event or show, ect.) or absolute (music just for the sake of music). When I write music, I usually write with the emotion that I am currently feeling.
Could you imagine in 100 years, music historians deciphering my music and trying to figure out why I wrote an incredibly sad cadential ending to a hip, bouncy, funk song?
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Can we normalize doing nothing, please?
I work with kids. These kids are at my program before and after school, and then some of them have sports/dance/music sometimes all of the above before they finally go home, eat dinner, and go to sleep. Then rinse and repeat everyday, and games and more classes on the weekend, etc.
I’m all for extracurriculars, but this turns into the teen who is not only in the school play, but they’re on the newspaper, the football team, and seven different clubs. In college they take double the courseloads, and then once they graduate…what?
They work themselves raw because they arent used to downtime. They’ve been told they can always be doing something, and they don’t know how to relax. This turns into the adult that has anxiety because there’s nothing left to clean, the adult that desperately wants to watch that TV show but can’t force themselves to sit long enough for it.
Then they turn into the moms and dads who spend all their free time ferrying their kids to extracurriculars.
Like, these kids don’t know what downtime is? I told a kid I did nothing last weekend, and he looked at me like I was crazy. He asked what I was doing this weekend and I said “Probably sleeping, mostly,” and he actually gasped. Then he rattled off a bunch of things I could do, to which I had to stop him.
“No, you don’t understand. I plan on sleeping. I’m booked.”
“But you could–”
“Nah. I’m just gonna rest.”
It was as if I had said a bad word or something. I asked what he does when he gets sick, and he says he goes to practice anyway. I asked him what he does if he doesn’t feel like going, and he said he goes anyway. I asked when he takes time to rest, and he said when he sleeps at night.
Bring back lazy Sundays. Bring back Saturday morning cartoons. Bring back the idea of relaxing and soaking in your day before moving into the next thing. Bring back the right to breathe, the right to rest.
Bring back mental health days, and taking a break. Bring back taking a walk or watching a show or setting a timer to remind yourself to stop cleaning and relax.
If you’re running at 100% all the time with no time to recharge, then your battery is going to die spectacularly, and probably at the worst possible time.
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I was one of these kids, and I am one of these adults and it took years of retraining my brain to accept being lazy sometimes and I’ve been a better person for it cause I can sort of relax when I need it…I’m not perfect but now I don’t feel bad if I sleep all day from time to time
You have no idea how bad I want to text you right now and tell you how much I miss you.
I was doing so well, not thinking about you. Starting to move on. And somehow, out of the blue, I got a glimpse of what our love was again. A simple memory. A picture. And a simple memory fused a small explosion that could make a man forget everything and rethink how he lives his life. One single person has the power to do that. And they have no idea that they possess this power.
God damnit.
Date someone who will date you
Need me a freak like that