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This is a chemical burn. It will hurt more than you ever been burned and you will have a scar. Stay with the pain. Don’t shove to center. Look at your hand! The first soap was made by the ashes of heroes, like the first monkey shot into space. Without pain, without sacrifice, we would have nothin’. This is your pain. This is your burning hand. It’s right here. Don’t deal with it the way those dead people do! Come on! What you’re feeling is premature enlightenment. This is the greatest moment of your life, man, and you’re off somewhere missing it! Our fathers were models for god. If our fathers bailed, what does that tell you about god? listen to me. You have to consider the possibility that god does not like you. He never wanted you. In all probability, he hates you. This is not the worst thing that can happen. We don’t need Him. Fuck damnation Fuck redemption. We’re are gods unwanted children? So be it!! Listen!! You can run water over your hand and make it worse or you can use vinegar to neutralize the burn. First you have to give up. First you have to know, not fear, know, that someday you’re gonna die. It’s only after we’ve lost everything that you’re free to do anything. Congratulations, you’re one step closer to hitting bottom.
Any girl can be pretty, but for true pants-tightening appeal there has to be something working against you just a little bit. It could be a scar you got when you were little, braces or a mole right off center of your nose- that’s what will make you memorable to dudes. Otherwise, it’s two guys trying and failing to describe you like “Hey do you remember that cute girl from last night?” Which one? “Uh, she had brown hair, a white t-shirt and um… yeah. I’m hungry.” That’s why you got to put those supposed flaws front and center and rock that shit. You’ve got a back brace? Rock it. Chipped tooth? It makes you brassy. Fake leg? Don’t stress. If Paul McCartney got down, someone else will too.
I used to date this girl in high school who had a mild case of tourettes. It wasn’t like she yelled out “cockshitfuckassmotherfucker” at restaurants, but every now and then she’d let out a quiet and almost imperceptible “Mhmph.” Man, that shit used to drive me wild. Imperfection is where it’s at.
Casi como mi polera Threadless de los unicornios
Luego de una eterna espera, en algun momento tenía que pasar
(via theduty)
come on…
she’d been asking for it.
Before you can grow up, you must fall in love 3 times.
Once you must fall in love with your best friend, ruining your friendship forever. This will teach you who your true friends are, and the fine line between friendship and more.
Once you must fall in love with someone you believe to be perfect. You will learn that no one is perfect, and that you should never be treated as any less than you deserve.
And once you must fall in love with someone that is exactly like you. This will teach you about who you are, and who you want to be.
And when you’re through with all that, you learn that the people who care about you the most are the ones that you hurt, and the ones that hurt you are the ones that you needed the most.
But most of all, you learn that love is only a concept and is not something that can be defined, it is different to each person that experiences it. And you will learn to respect each and every person on this earth, knowing that everyone only wants to be loved.
Nueva obsesión: Ese lunar
Single Ladies by Pomplamoose
originally by Beyoncé
(submitted by turdeyeblind)The indie geek version?
Es como Niebla de Unamuno, pero con Maggie Gyllenhaal, así que es mejor.
Stranger Than Fiction, 2006 (dir. Marc Forster)
I should rewatch this.