thedailywhat: Graph of the Day: Universal truth is universal. [via.] lol

thedailywhat:

Graph of the Day: Universal truth is universal.

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thedailywhat: Cyanide and Happiness.

thedailywhat:

Cyanide and Happiness.

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bathroomconversations:

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I.
Want.
So.
BADDDDD

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Where have you gone Andrew?

I think back to the days of high school.
The days when 3~5 hours of sleep would be a common occurrence.
The days when I woke up at 5:30 A.M. and show up at school at 6:00 A.M..
The days when I’d bike every single day, no matter what.
The days when my diet was actually a healthy one.
The days when I never knew if I’d still be in my house the next day.
The days when I’d study / do work from 7:00PM to 1:00AM~2:00AM (for real).
The days when I was successful at the expense of my health.


I always say to myself and everybody that a person’s true potential comes out in times of adversity. I had a lot to risk and a lot to strive for during high school.

I need to be constantly pressured to be my best.

I feel like being risky.

Only then, I can, only then.

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thedailywhat: Universal Truth of the Day: Accurate statement is bewilderingly accurate. [via.]

thedailywhat:

Universal Truth of the Day: Accurate statement is bewilderingly accurate.

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one of those nights.

I feel like having one of those long and deep talks.

/rawr

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thedailywhat: Photo + Shop of the Day: Above: An Iberian wolf leaps over a fence in a photo which won Jose Luis Rodriguez the 2009 Wildlife Photographer of the Year Award. Below: The obligatory shop.

thedailywhat:

Photo + Shop of the Day: Above: An Iberian wolf leaps over a fence in a photo which won Jose Luis Rodriguez the 2009 Wildlife Photographer of the Year Award.

Below: The obligatory shop.

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icodeforlove: Hmm, this kinda resembles an avg day in my shoes. :/ I dunno why the artist had to make it look so depressing.

icodeforlove:

Hmm, this kinda resembles an avg day in my shoes. :/ I dunno why the artist had to make it look so depressing.

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Maybe all one can do is hope to end up with the right regrets.

Arthur Miller (via quote-book) (via worldonfire)

I don’t usually reblog quotebook because a) I don’t follow them and b) I’m slightly creeped out by them (in a good way?) because whenever they reblog my stuff (usually through lovebot [checkout my name-dropping tonight, y’all {if you’re not a tumblr-user and you’re reading my blog you can ignore the name-dropping}]) my tumblarity goes up from its normal 100-250 to 900+ and I sort of spazz a little because I wonder who the hell is reading my blog and liking and reblogging stuff and then I realize “oh, I posted a good quote, ok” and wait for the numbers to get back to normal again.

ANYway! My regrets aren’t things, they are people. And usually not (entirely) my fault. They are people that I put too much into who put nothing into me (emotionally. we shouldn’t get into literal talk here—that’s bat country) and who gave everything of mine to someone else. And then when I am left with nothing and they are however they end up all I can do is ask why they let me give so much for so long without letting me go. And it is always when I find myself again, when I am refreshed and full and wonderful again that I also find someone else into whom I empty.

I am still trying to be full again. I do not blame you. Not for this time. You told me to find someone else from the very start. I just have horribly unshakable faith.

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oh i feel so special! :)

and p.s. i feel the same way.. although in the end i prefer to call it horribly misplaced faith.

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