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pitchblackloner: OMG

Fri, 17 May 2013 20:19:16 -0400

pitchblackloner:

OMG

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ivegotmorescarsthanfriends: offendings: shittyme: ionlyblogtu...

Wed, 15 May 2013 22:19:36 -0400

ivegotmorescarsthanfriends:

offendings:

shittyme:

ionlyblogturtles:

livingmywayeveryday:

vickified:

“If a clock could count down to the moment you meet your soul mate, would you want to know?”

lol yes, so then i can shave.

Has anyone written a book about this yet? I think it’d be interesting!!!!!!

     One minute, 37 seconds.
     My legs are shaking. Holy cow, there is no way I can do this. None.
     One minute, 29 secods.
     I glance around at the faces surrounding the room. Of course my Meeting would take place in the gross, overcrowded cafeteria.
     One minute, six seconds.
     Somewhere within these four walls, someone has the exact same countdown on their wrist. They’re going through the exact same pressure as me.
      54 seconds.
     Mom said I should be excited, not nervous. Yet I still find myself wiping my sweaty palms on my dress. I can’t believe she talked me into wearing a dress. I mean, shouldn’t my Soul Mate meet me as I normally am? All plain jeans, blah shirts, and wild brown curls?
     30 seconds.
     Something deep within me tells me to stand up. I do, drawing the attention of my tablemates. They all know too. They smile encouragingly up at me. I chew my lip nervously.
     25 seconds.
     That same feeling pulls me towards the center of the room. My stomach drops away from me as I take a step in that direction.
     20 seconds.
     I continue in that direction. With each step the tempo of my heart picks up.
     19. Faster.
     18. Quicker.
     17. More rapid.
     16. It’s racing.
     Oh my god this is it. The moment my life changes forever.
     My eyes search frantically around the cafeteria, searching for someone who looks as nervous as me. For someone who’s heading towards their future with no sense of direction like me.
     10 seconds.
     The feeling directs me slightly to the left. I turn to accomodate.
     5. My heart has given up entirely.
     4. I stop walking.
     3. Just waiting left.
     2. Everything is about to change.
     1. Deep breath.

     0000 d 00 h 00 m 00 s

     Someone bumps my shoulder. I twirl around and my gray eyes meet blue, blue ones.
     “Hello there, love. It appears as though we’re Soul Mates then, eh?”
     As my words fail me, the only thing I can think is “I’m so glad I shaved this morning.”

^^^ THIS IS AMAZING

FUCK PERFECT SOMEHOW THE GUY SEEMS FUCKING PERFECT TOO AH FUCK

PLEASE WRITE A BOOK

h-ella: spiritmolecule: damnthatswhatshesaid: The friend that...

Wed, 15 May 2013 22:13:19 -0400

h-ella:

spiritmolecule:

damnthatswhatshesaid:

The friend that opens the umbrella behind you so you can be a dilophosaurus is the best friend you’ll ever have.

This is literally a post I cannot not reblog.

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thehipsterlifestyle: rockpapertheodore: christina-mcdonald: Wi...

Wed, 15 May 2013 22:04:49 -0400

thehipsterlifestyle:

rockpapertheodore:

christina-mcdonald:

Will reblog every, EVERY time.

what a helpful young person

I’ve seen this like 15 times and I still enjoy this!

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Wed, 15 May 2013 18:41:19 -0400

noonewillneverletyoudown: Now tell me that fate doesn’t exist.

Wed, 15 May 2013 18:41:10 -0400

noonewillneverletyoudown:

Now tell me that fate doesn’t exist.

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h-ella: AD

Wed, 15 May 2013 18:38:20 -0400

h-ella:

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nikolawashere: NY under water. The eye-catching swimming pool...

Wed, 15 May 2013 18:36:56 -0400

nikolawashere:

NY under water.

The eye-catching swimming pool in Mumbai, India, has been built to raise awareness about the threat of sea level rises as a result of global warming.

It was constructed by attaching a giant aerial photograph of the New York City skyline to the floor of the pool.

these-times-will-pass: Love quotes? you will love this blog

Wed, 15 May 2013 18:36:08 -0400

these-times-will-pass:

Love quotes? you will love this blog

thelovenotebook: EVERYTHING LOVE, LIFE & PERSONAL

Wed, 15 May 2013 18:29:58 -0400

thelovenotebook:

EVERYTHING LOVE, LIFE & PERSONAL

beben-eleben: There once was a young boy with a very bad...

Wed, 15 May 2013 18:24:46 -0400

beben-eleben:

There once was a young boy with a very bad temper. The boy’s father wanted to teach him a lesson, so he gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper he must hammer a nail into their wooden fence.

On the first day of this lesson, the little boy had driven 37 nails into the fence. He was really mad!

Over the course of the next few weeks, the little boy began to control his temper, so the number of nails that were hammered into the fence dramatically decreased.

It wasn’t long before the little boy discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence.

Then, the day finally came when the little boy didn’t lose his temper even once, and he became so proud of himself, he couldn’t wait to tell his father.

Pleased, his father suggested that he now pull out one nail for each day that he could hold his temper.

Several weeks went by and the day finally came when the young boy was able to tell his father that all the nails were gone.

Very gently, the father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence.

“You have done very well, my son,” he smiled, “but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same.”

The little boy listened carefully as his father continued to speak.

“When you say things in anger, they leave permanent scars just like these. And no matter how many times you say you’re sorry, the wounds will still be there.”

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