April 6, 2012


Approximately how all my conversations with my female friends go.

Approximately how all my conversations with my female friends go.

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April 4, 2012


magalomania:

blood-songs:

A few racists on Facebook felt the need to share their opinion, reblog so future employers can find this post when searching their names in google.
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TRAVIS HALL

Works at United States Marine Corp
Studied at Wake Forest University
Lives in Norwood, North Carolina

OLIVIA NICOLE THOMAS

Went to West Stanley High School
Studied at Stanly Community College
Lives in Midland, North Carolina

Lynda Scott

Lives in North Carolina

Snezhanna Granados Black (what is her real name?

Went to West Stanly High
Lives in Midland, North Carolina

It hurts that they live in North Carolina. Just… kill me please.

Just reblogging for some good ol’ search engine ranking improvement. You’re welcome guys!

It’s easy to forget that people like this exist when you live in a liberal college town like I do.

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April 1, 2012


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February 12, 2012


Boy it would be super fucking swell if I knew how the fuck to draw.

Boy it would be super fucking swell if I knew how the fuck to draw.

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January 25, 2012


My boyfriend doesn’t think he has any muscle. He thinks he’s scrawny. I get really confused about it.

My boyfriend doesn’t think he has any muscle. He thinks he’s scrawny. I get really confused about it.

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The Most Foolish Traveler in the World

Once upon a time, there was a foolish traveler who had gone on a journey.
Why was he foolish? Well, because he was fooled by everyone he met!

“Please, some money for medicine?”

Everywhere he went, people made up all kinds of sad stories to tell him, and the traveler fell for every one of them.

“I have a sick younger sister!”

“I don’t have money to buy seeds to plant in my field.”

Pretty soon, his money, his clothes, even his shoes had been cheated away from him.

But the foolish traveler was always glad to help. And he always told the people the same thing.

He said: “I wish you happiness.”

But by this point, though, the traveler was completely naked, and with nothing left to cover himself, he decided to leave the main road and travel through the dense forest, where no one could see him…

But soon, he was discovered by the goblins that lived in the woods. The goblins wanted to eat the traveler’s body, so they begged and pleaded, and used
kind words to try and trick him… Of course, the traveler was fooled.

First, he let the goblins eat one of his legs. Then an arm. Then more and more… Before it was over, all that the traveler had left was his head. He’d even given his eyes away to the last of the goblins… And as that last goblin was eating the traveler’s eyes, he turned and said,

“Thank you, traveler. In return, I leave you this present.”

What the goblin left was a slip of paper, with the word “fool” written on it. The traveler couldn’t see it; he didn’t know what it was. Even so, tears began to flow down his face.

“Thank you,” he said, “This is the first present anyone’s ever given me. I’m so happy. I’m so happy! Thank you!”

Even without his eyes, he cried and cried, great tears of joy. Then, the traveler died, the smile still on his face.

“And that’s… the end of the story.

I closed my eyes and thought about him a little bit longer. I thought about how he had given everything away, until all he had left was his head… And how at the end, he still cried for joy as he said ‘thank you.’

And then I realized… I feel so sorry for him.

Loss, hardship, things like that? You can’t only focus on them. The traveler didn’t- he never thought about his own troubles at all.

I imagine that it probably does sound really foolish to some people, but I don’t think he’s foolish at all. Even though other people probably think he was being tricked? I don’t think he was. I think he did exactly what he wanted to do.

I think, more than anything, he just wanted to make others happy.

What do you think? Really? Is that foolish? When you close your eyes and think about it, is that what it is?”

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January 23, 2012


Asellus was always my favorite storyline of this game.

Asellus was always my favorite storyline of this game.

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January 22, 2012


Food items I find myself sickly addicted to:

Peanut butter. Dear god it’s delicious.
Greek yogurt.
Agave nectar.

I think living in a hippie college town is starting to rub off.

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January 17, 2012


This is a bottle of cranberry juice. It was drunk halfway, then filled with shitty vodka. That was suffered through, and now it’s full of coors light to fill up red Dixie cups for beer pong, and taking shots out of a 12 foot long beer bong. Remember kids, I do NOT actually support shitty beer purchases. I do, however, support sleeveless jean jackets and alcoholism in the restaurant industry.

This is a bottle of cranberry juice. It was drunk halfway, then filled with shitty vodka. That was suffered through, and now it’s full of coors light to fill up red Dixie cups for beer pong, and taking shots out of a 12 foot long beer bong. Remember kids, I do NOT actually support shitty beer purchases. I do, however, support sleeveless jean jackets and alcoholism in the restaurant industry.

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