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People who are younger than you but taller

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People who are younger than you but better than you at something

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People who are younger than you

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People

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People are wonderful creatures! Go out into the world and smile at the first person you see, you won’t know how beautiful life is until you make an effort to see for yourself. God bless you all.

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Indulgence.

I have moments when my tummy is filled with butterflies, only not the good, exciting kind, the kind where you feel like you’ve done something wrong, or something bad is going to happen. That churning in your stomach. Then comes the heavy sighing. I begin to lose the ability to breathe normally, I can only breathe through taken a huge breath in, then letting it out in a strong sigh. It’s as if i’m trying to achieve a sigh of relief but I just can’t reach it, or like i’m trying to catch my breath but it’s already been caught, it just didn’t take the bate. Then it starts; the need to cry. To let everything out, shout, sob into my pillow, and flood my room, just completely breakdown. So I squeeze my eyes together tight, my throat goes dry, there’s a lump in the back of my throat, my breath begins to quivers.. no tears. Nothing. I push myself again and again and again, I think to myself, JUST CRY! But I can’t. So I return to my uncontrollable sighing, my churning stomach, and I try to do something to keep my mind of it. I try to sleep, but there’s no chance, so I go on the internet all night, find something to make me laugh, feel anything but my stomach. Until finally, it passes. I go back to acting as if nothing was wrong. My brief moment of indulgence.. except I didn’t get to indulge. 

I wish..

wish I was nice. I wish I was happy all the time. I wish I was  flawless. I wish I was the same as everyone else. I wish I was worth something. I wish I was making a difference. I wish I was in control. I wish I was beautiful. I wish I wasn’t so opinionated. I wish I was a good friend. I wish I was a good person. I wish I cared more. I wish I cared less. I wish I didn’t have to pretend. I wish I was happy with who I am. I wish I wasn’t an easy target. I wish I was stronger. I wish I was skinny. I wish I was normal. I wish I was lovable. I wish I was content. I wish I was innocent. I wish my dreams could come true. I wish I wasn’t self conscious. I wish I could see what people tell me to see. But most of all, I wish someone could feel exactly what I feel right now.. not for sympathy, just so that someone could realise how hard I really do try.

You can lie, you can cheat, you can start a war, you can bankrupt the country, but you can’t fuck the interns. They get you for that.
The Ides of March
I cannot stand spoiled brats.

This post is to all the people who complain about not going on holidays all the time or say their parents don’t choose ‘good enough’ holidays. To all the people who complain about not getting exactly what they wanted for Christmas or their birthday or not getting enough presents. To all the people who complain about their parents not buying them enough clothes or not buying them nice enough clothes. To all the people who complain about their food not being the highest standard or not liking fruit and vegetables. To all the people who expect every other human being under the sun to answer to their every beck and call and get everything they want without working a day in their life. This post is to all the people who take and never give.

So, who would you rather be the President of the United States?

Obama, addressing the people of Virginia, in the pouring rain:

Meanwhile, Romney enjoys a relaxing day with his laptop:

Oh, Futurama..
  • Professor Farnsworth:

    I'm sorry, Fry, but astronomers renamed Uranus in 2620 to end that stupid joke once and for all.

  • Fry:

    Oh. What's it called now?

  • Professor Farnsworth:

    Urrectum.