Parents Telling Their Kids They Ate All of Their Halloween Candy
I think that 2:29 and after is the best!
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Vacant
Nothing is the same. I’ve lost my zeal. I’ve lost my drive. Life is just vacant. The loss is no longer fresh, but the pain is new everyday I look for you. You’re never going to be there anymore. I’ve tried to drown my pain, but the pain is less dense than the drink. The Pain always floats to the top.
To show my pain would mean personal release, but would result in hurting those around me. So I’m left with IT and only IT. My only escape is when I’m Vacant. The memories hurt too much to remember. Vacant is better.
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A Freakishly Bizarre Music Video About People With An Extra Head
THIS HAS DISTURBED ME ON MANY LEVELS, BUT LMAO!
(Source: theinternetsrectum)
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I find myself in this Venn diagram. The center would be a little more narrow. Just a little.
Via IN SEARCH OF THE IDEAL ME
Billboard Grows Bacteria & Mold Cultures To Promote Contagion Movie
Genius advertising. A giant gross petri dish. What is their plan of disposal?
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The sentence starts with the superior vena cava. Sad and totally what I want to do with my heart.
I wish you’d never been so sweet, I wish you weren’t too special, I wish you never came into my world. The problem is you did. I wish I didn’t know you and I wish I didn’t care about you. The problem is I do. ~Anonymous
I Love My Concrete Jungle
Spending three weeks away from home has taught me three valuable lessons. The lessons are as follows:
- Appreciate public transportation. You never know how good you’ve got it when the longest you’ve ever waited for a train/bus was ONLY 15 - 20 minutes, and that was just because of a scheduled/unscheduled service interruption. Nothing seems too far away now that I’ve had to depend on others to get me from point A to B.
- Anonymity is probably the greatest thing that New York has to offer. You walk down the street and no one makes eye contact with you or says a word to you. You are at peace in a crowded street because no one cares to notice. I’ve never been stared at so much in my life. Eating, walking, or talking; I felt like an exhibition.
- I am a city girl, all the way to my core. Don’t get me wrong, I appreciate nature and the beauty of it, but my home is the city. The first thing I noticed when I got home were the broken bottles and the grime. The sun glinted off of these shards of glass set in the grime of the street more beautifully than I’ve ever seen. Each shard was a different shape and/or color. Unique, just like a snowflake. I loved it.
Brooklyn, New York is my home and this is the place I plan on staying.
