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Your naked body should only belong to those who fall in love with your naked soul.
Charlie Chaplin
in a letter to his daughter, Geraldine
(via thelovejournals)
We all deserve a bath with a 4:1 bubble to water ratio every now and then
walking for dummies.
Some people just weren't born normal walkers. It's not their fault.
I tell myself that everyday when I'm caught behind every Leisurely Lucy on this dawdling campus. The German side of me screams "PUSH AND SHOVE, IF THEY'RE STRONG ENOUGH TO RESIST THEY DESERVE TO LIVE" and the Irish side of me is just drunk and doesn't care. I have solid genetics.
I try not to be so impatient but then I remember I'm not a fan of people who aren't me. Occasionally I try to trick my brain into thinking it's fun and I dance behind the person obnoxiously (full disclosure: it's actually how I would normally dance). But I can't lie to myself. There are some people in this world I just wish I could drop kick. It's as simple as that.
Admittedly it does make me feel better to know that they'd be the first to die in the zombie apocalypse.
sometimes life isn't fun.
Not to sound fatalistic, but it's true. But you know what grinds my gears? when people make it their personal mission to remind us about it. I'm not going to pick on a certain demographic because I'm probably included, but I will say that i hate it when she tosses her Longchamp over her arm, combs her manicured fingers through her highlighted hair, and pouts, "life sucks".
Some people, myself included, have actual problems that we have to deal with, sometimes unsuccessfully, everyday. Family problems, mental illness, addiction, to name a few. And for some reason, it really grinds my gears when people who can't recognize how blessed they are, decide to denounce everything good or bad.
I will say that yeah, sometimes it's hard and really shitty things happen everyday (ahem, school shootings, suicide, illnesses, etc). But I consider it pretty brave to smile through it, because we're all going to die someday and the best coping mechanism is..*drumroll for cliche*... live every day to the fullest and make it count.
this
this is probably the most relevant post i ever reblogged.
EVERYTHING THATS HAPPENING RIGHT NOW :’(
short and bittersweet
I don't want to go back to Holy Cross. I don't want to take classes there. I don't want to move back into my dorm. And I don't want to have to stay there for another semester. To be perfectly honest, all I want to do is get to NYU or GW or wherever I end up and start taking classes for the career I actually want. Because my school doesn't offer anything in the category of journalism and very little in creative writing, I feel as though I'm wasting my time there. As much as I love my friends at school, I'm dreading returning to Worcester.
Also, sorry this isn't funny. I want my follower(s) to get his/her money's worth so here you go:
Two peanuts were walking through Central Park.. and one was asSALTED
You're welcome.
Christmas lights under the snow
No its just hell having a party
Why wasn’t I invited
Note: The cure for asthma is not, “Just breathe!”, and the cure for cancer is not, “Stop growing those cells!” Similarly, the cure for depression is not, “Just be happier!”, and the cure for anxiety is not, “Stop worrying so much!” These are not phases of life for teenagers and the weak-minded - they are serious and chronic medical illnesses.
Reblogging this every time I see it.
*Rant Alert* Starbucks Edition
My first published rant!
So I dragged Aileen to Starbucks this afternoon, kicking and screaming. You know you're a little messed up when you complain that "they always heat the milk to 140 degrees when I very clearly ask for 120." Sorry what?
Anywhoozer, I order a highly caloric sugary latte, get it at the always-sticky bar, and innocently took that first sip. And my precious taste buds were met with SHIT-HOT-MILK-DEVOID-OF-ESPRESSO-WITH-SOME-SYRUP. I should have thrown it back at GED Jeff's stupid face. I wholeheartedly believe that impoverished kids under Castro's Cuban regime would have thrown this mierda al suelo. It certainly would NOT have passed in Roosevelt's New Deal. This isn't what American is built on. You think he hosted those fireside chats with Freedom S'mores and Hot Peppermint Mocha Milk? You bet your bippy he didn't!
And this got me thinking: are the requisites for working at Starbucks so low that coffee douches like Jeff can demand $4 for a cup of hot milk with some chocolate syrup squirted in there? Bullshit. This blasphemy sure as shit wouldn't fly under Hilary Clinton's administration. I hope to one day live in a world in which coffee has be of a certain caliber. Also in which I can wear roller skates in the grocery store.
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me, at the prospect of publishing my life's events