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pretzels. those bastards.
I was walking with my girlfriend down Franklin street a few weeks ago. I saw some pretzels on the sidewalk. We were talking about whatever we talk about, all casual and whatnot. All of a sudden, I ran over to the pretzels and started cursing at them and stomping at them. “Those damn pretzels. BASTARDS!” She was so startled from me doing that. I laughed. She kissed me on the cheek.
“A nomad I will remain for life, in love with distant and uncharted places.”
– Isabelle Eberhardt
“I will love you as misfortune loves orphans, as fire loves innocence, and as...”
– Lemony Snicket (via thechocolatebrigade)
the man laughed at the boy for his hopes
they were too big for the boy’s small frame
the boy cried out in pain most days
until finally the boy shattered into a million tiny pieces
the mass of people gathered around his home cried out
they were once hopeless
now their tears pervaded life
Hello.
oldbooksandpictures:
crazybutlost:
I am ready for so much. I am holding myself back. Here’s to letting go of inhibitions. Here’s to letting go of unnecessary doubt. And here is to the indomitable determination I once had. I feel it coming back to me.
go bike naked. it’s amazing.
Been down that road before… And the road was bumpy, and painful.
Hello.
I am ready for so much. I am holding myself back. Here’s to letting go of inhibitions. Here’s to letting go of unnecessary doubt. And here is to the indomitable determination I once had. I feel it coming back to me.
i wish i were this cool. →
