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16

Jun

dear stupid sponsored tumblr posts, go away, nobody likes you

“I don’t even know what love is.”

Seriously?

Who am I kidding?

That last post may have confused some people.

So let me clarify:

I am not a teenager.

I am 20 years old.

I wrote what I wrote by rehashing the awkwardness of my high school days.

That is all.

Soliloquy of an Awkward Infatuated Teen

I mean

I wouldn’t say I love you or anything

that’s

yeah

but

yeah I mean you’re

cool and stuff

and

sometimes

I guess it’s like

well

I just

like you a lot

like

not like

like as a person you’re just really neat and smart and one of the coolest people I know and you’re really creative

           and

                    stuff

                                     and you’re nice

                                 to           me       a n d   y  o  u’ve been through a lotbutyou’restillstronglikenomatterwhatand

I just like your style, you know, and you smell good and

I mean I didn’t mean that

like not in a creepy way

(crap)

uhm

listen I don’t need anything from you and I’m not asking for anything I just

wanted you to

know

you’re

appreciated

…….

Sometimes I like to think of my eyebrows as little upside-down beards for my eyes that I can move around.
Craig Benzine
Q:
"What advice would you give to someone who wants to major in something 'useless' like the arts or humanities, and has to constantly deal with people telling them that they will always be jobless or destitute?"
A:
"Tell anyone who says that to you to get a personality that isn't useless."

10

Jun

silvermoon424:

m0317k5:

kennbrix:

The cause of racism is often fear of the unknown - lack of knowledge about other cultures. Travel, explore and learn - open your mind.

I will ALWAYS, ALWAYS, reblog this every time it comes up on my blog. This is the BEST statement, I’ve ever seen. 

I really love this. So many are dead-set on the view that people cannot better themselves but that simply isn’t true. Everybody deserves a second chance and everybody has the ability to better themselves. 

why do people post intimate things about their relationships on facebook when they should really only be telling like 2 or 3 close friends

i

i have ceased to understand

Frustration is having to start over your game of Pokemon Silver for the third time in a week because of something stupid, like accidentally kicking your laptop to the floor in your sleep and knocking the battery out.

Frustration is opening all the windows and propping all the doors open with rocks from outside because you couldn’t find any doorstops but it is still so flipping hot like what the heck.