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e-p-h-e-m-e-r-a-d-e-a-t-h:

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"1) Learn to put on your bracelets and zip up your dresses by yourself. There will be times when you will be alone.
2) Get on a long plane ride. Look out the window. Understand the immensity of our world. Understand your insignificance. Understand your absolute importance.
3) Press the send button. If you don’t say it now, you never will.
4) Do not sneer at happiness or roll your eyes at sadness. Be aware that apathy is not healthy.
5) You are more than the amount of people who want to have sex with you.
6) That pit in your stomach when he doesn’t text you back, it shouldn’t be there. No one should be able to control you like that.
7) Shopping is cathartic. Buy the shoes and deal with one-ply toilet paper for a while.
8) It will get better, but it will never be perfect. Learn to live through the small moments of happiness. When they disappear, remember they will resurface.
9) I promise that cookie will not change anything (except that it will make you smile).
10) Please, please, take care of yourself. You are everything to somebody. You are everything to your self. That alone is enough."

- things to remember, -n.m. (via thegirlwithfernweh)

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theatrefetish:

you know what upsets me

bunnies have tons of sex

like supposedly always humping right

but does that affect how we look at bunnies?

no

do we still think bunnies are cute af?

yes

do we want bunnies any less because of their sex habits?

no

treat people like bunnies ok

this has been a psa

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This is too good.

andbrittlebones:

My favourite translator said that when she was an ambassador for Hungary she took all these Japanese politicians on a tour and she was trying to circumtranslate ‘merry go round’ cause she didn’t know the Japanese word for it by calling it a ‘horse tornado for children’ and they had no blessed idea what she was saying and she finally started running in circles going up and down and they go ‘ohhhhh, in Japan we call those ‘merry-go-rounds’”

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"

You can fit two thousand four hundred and ninety six
tiny letter a’s on an a4 page
based on fitting four of them firmly into the space of a
centimetre square.
Dad will say, “That’s diligence for you.”
Everyone else will call it a waste of time.

You can fit a whole tube of Smarties in your mouth
while dressing your little brother up in your Sunday best.
Grandma will laugh at the boy in the dress.
Granddad will nearly hit someone.
Your brother will be sent upstairs to change
head bowed in shame.
No one will notice the Smarties.

Mum says 56 bad words on the phone to Jamaica.
She is not impressed when you tell her so.
“Keep out of adult conversations,” she warns,
her mouth growing tight.
The pastor makes twenty-four references to hell
in the sermon at church and forgets to talk
about love. Granddad falls asleep.

If your bible has pictures
you should colour them in and count
how many men in the church wear white socks and black shoes.
Count the bitten fingernails and
how many people cry silently during prayer.

Count the number of cars that afternoon before your mother,
tired and lovely, pulls up on the pavement to collect you.
Count how many people shake their head
at her red nails, her tight jeans.
She looks like a star and they’re jealous.

You can fit the word lonely
four hundred and sixteen times
on the back of that same piece of paper.
Dad will say, “Don’t be silly. Your brother will be out of hospital soon.”
Mum will be too stressed to talk.
You will go to live at Grandma’s, spending days drinking Rooibos out of eggs cups,
studying God’s word and watching the sun.

You will learn to fear
The Most High
also
count how many times the
King James Bible uses the words, thee, thou and thy.
Keep a proper tally. Granddad can play any song on the harmonica.
Test him. He likes to be tested
(until he doesn’t know the answer.)
Then he will get angry
and say things he doesn’t mean.

There are one hundred and twenty seven roses
on the wallpaper in your new room.
There were more than that but you picked some away.
Your brother has been gone now for two months straight and
nobody will tell you anything.
Count how many
family friends are praying for you.
There are sixty-four red grapes on the bunch
Eat one after the other, fast
without stopping.
Maybe you can visit the hospital too.

"

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'kid'

Yrsa Daley-Ward, ‘bone.’

now available at amazon.com

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absolutely. incredible.

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hellacamber:

heycourtneymae:

widebooty:

alittlebitridiculous:

sizvideos:

Watch the inspirational video of this quadriplegic who plays and streams Diablo 3

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!!!!!!!!!!!!

I’ve been watching this guy’s livestreams for a few days now. He’s super positive and really nice to all his viewers, answering everything he can. Also considering his abilities he is really good at Diablo III and WoW. Like the fact that I could have been playing WoW with people like him and getting my ass handed to me by them is part of the reason I appreciate video games as a form of therapy.

"I’m really feeling good about myself!"

This makes me SO happy. Amazing!

Technology.

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the-best-of-funny:

snatchedweaves:

walking downstairs in the middle of the night after bloggingimage

Mom: “Why are you awake?

image

x

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Guy on train: I'd fuck you if you didn't have so many tattoos.
Me: *turns up music*
Guy: I said I'd fuck you if you didn't have so many tattoos!
Me: *takes off headphones* Leave. Me. Alone.
Guy: Why the fuck do you have so many tattoos?
Me:
Guy: Are you fucking deaf as well as a piece of trash?
Lady by door: Hey. Leave her alone.
Guy: Are you her trash girlfriend? Fucking dykes, all tattooed like fucking men. Disgusting waste of pussy.
Lady: *moves forward, carefully moves jacket so only I can see the badge on her belt* Are you okay?
Me: Fine. Just wish he'd go away.
Lady cop: I can make that happen.
Guy: Oh, yeah, bitch? Who the fuck are you? I'll kill you!
Lady cop: And that's what I was waiting for. *grabs guy, holds him against the door* Harassing women on the train was enough, but you just threatened a cop. You're battin' a thousand tonight.
Entire train: *applauds*

angle-of-depression:

nothingcorporate:

opinions on abortions are kinda like nipples

everyone has them but women’s are a little bit more relevant 

But all you ever see are men’s

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justdontwordshurt:

unfelt-feelings:

fatandfabulousmermaid:

stonewhite:

gogetthatbody:

k-lionheart:

themaidenofthetree:

I want you to imagine a ten year old version of yourself sitting right there on this couch. Now this is the little girl who first believed that she was fat, and ugly, and an embarrassment.

This is groundbreaking

this is my third time rebloging this today. this is so important.

I have goosebumps

because were all trying to heal the child that was broken

Tears

This show is wonderful

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Things people with Social Anxiety do

high-energy-introvert:

•go to the bathroom to escape

•feel very uncomfortable without a phone or some other crutch

•dwell on a small awkward moment for much longer than necessary

•never go to any social event without a person that makes you feel comfortable

•follow said person way too…