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“Your time will come. You will face the same evil, and you will defeat it.”
— J.R.R. Tolkien, The Lord of the Rings (via goodreadss)
top reasons to get married
Firmly saying “That’s my wife!” and knock someone out in one punch
love i guess
Not to be like “we live in a society” but I think a lot of people’s mental health would be significantly less fucked if they didn’t have to function in a system that forces them to think about their value as a human being as based on how productive they are/how much money people can make off them
there’s something really cute about how girls have a habit of trying to make anything difficult into a pleasant experience. like my new roommates just planned to get together to discuss contracts, but immediately suggested we do it with movies and nail-painting and chocolate. my friends and i used to dress up and do fun makeup for our exams. whenever my mom took me to doctors appointments when i was a kid, she’d brush my hair and put it up with lots of cute clips. girls are always trying to make things softer, or reduce the everyday stress in life. it’s such a nice way to be.
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Y’all ever wish your only responsibility was taking care of a small vegetable garden
After a complete workout session at home I opted for a diy face mask. 》》》Workout session: ● 1. For Abs: 25 crunches, 30 sec plank, 15 leg raises, 30 sec bycicle crunches, 20 sec side plank on each side, 25 sec russian twists, 20 sec plank *1 min break* ● 2. For Arms: 30 sec arm circles, 20 wall push-ups, 10 bicep curls on each side, 30 sec plank, 20 sec arm circles *1 min break* ● 3. For Legs: 15 leg raises on each side, 15 plié squats, 10 lunge pulses on each side, 10 squat kicks, 15 sumo squats, 30 calf raises *1 min break* ● 4. For Booty 🍑: 15 fire hydrants on each side, 10 squat pulses, 10 side donkey kicks on each side, and end with 20 more fire hydrants. I repeated this two times and I know it doesn't seem much but I'm sweating like crazy! And for the face mask I used two tablespoons of yoghurt, 1 tablespoon turmeric and 1 small tea spoon of cinnamon, it helps me with everything basically. 🌺🌺🌺 I hope you are having a great day and that you are loved! Don't forget, the Universe loves you and wants you to grow and bloom 🌺🌺🌺
Tonight I decided I had to do something about my weight. I’ve always been a little overweight because of hormone fluctuations, but two weeks ago my doctor recommended me to loose some weight. So here I am. I feel like I need to do something good for myself because no one else would do this. Tonight I went for a little run while I’m at the countryside.
“I am a cathedral of almost-lovers.”
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Maybe you don't need me but oh you will miss me, you will miss me, miss me
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Stiti cate probleme sunt la noi. Peste tot. Peste tot e cate ceva care ne trage in jos. Si de ce, daca imi poate explica cineva, de ce fiinta aia josnica e INCA intr-o pozitie de conducere? De ce i se permite sa apara la televizor unde le cere scuze unor oameni din puscarie? Ca au intrat pe drept sau nedrept, nu e treaba mea, treaba mea e sa aduc la cunostinta ca spre deosebire de numarul infim de asa-zisi "nedreptatiti" din puscarie sunt sute, sunt mii de oameni nedreptatiti de gunoiul ala uman. Imi permit sa spun gunoi, am si argumente. Omule, cum sa le ceri scuze unor oameni din puscarie si sa nu le ceri scuze sutelor de oameni nemultumiti de comportamentul tau josnic? De instinctul tau de conservare care e mai presus de binele poporului pe care, iti reamintesc, ar trebui sa il conduci spre un viitor mai bun? De ce nu le ceri iertare oamenilor care isi rup spatele la un job de 12 ore? De ce nu le ceri iertare profesorilor, doctorilor, asistentilor, inginerilor care pleaca din amarata asta de tara pe care TU, nenorocitule, tu si hoarda ta de hiene spalate pe creier, ati secat-o de resure. Si prin resure nu ma refer la petrol, gaze naturale, metale, ma refer la resursa umana, cea mai importanta resursa, cea care ar trebui sa ii pompeze Romaniei in vene. Cere-le iertare copiilor care nu au scoli, cei care nu o sa cunoasca vreodata frumusetea basmelor ci doar febra musculara dupa o zi de munca a campului. Ai muncit vreodata la camp? Nu cu masini sau utilaje. Ai muncit? Ei muncesc zi de zi, mancand te miri ce, in familii unde e posibil ca cel putin unul dintre parinti sa iubeasca mai mult bautura decat propriul copil. Unii sunt batuti, sunt trimisi la munca, insa nu avem oameni in domeniu care sa ii scoata din mediul acela pentru ca "nu sunt bani". Pai, bă, daca nu sunt bani in tara asta si suntem asa saraci precum pretindem, explica de unde ai bani de casa, masini, si alte mofturi. De ce tu ai si restul nu au? De ce nu gestionezi bugetul asa incat sa nu mai moara lumea de foame? De ce esti ipocrit? De ce iti bati joc de noi? Priveste in ochi macar copiii tarii asteia, toti copiii - de la cel mai mic bebelus la majorii care muncesc pe un salariu de nimic- si cere-le lor scuze! Imi pare rau ca nu am reusit sa incadrez aici toate clasele sociale care sufera bataia de joc a gunoiului astuia. Crede-ma, egoistule, sunt mii de oameni nedreptatiti de tine. Si nu mai incerca sa te feresti de acei 3 ani si jumatate. Daca ar fi dupa poporul caruia i-ai intors spatele, te-am arunca in cel mai indepartat colt al lumii intr-o celula, am incuia usa si am arunca cheia. La multi ani cu executare!
“There is nothing sweeter in this sad world than the sound of someone you love calling your name.”
— Kate DiCamillo, The Tale of Despereaux