People who feel the need to talk about other people’s downfalls, as well as their business, in order to make themselves feel better…
All of you sicken me.

Just once, acknowledge what you’ve done and own up to it. Stop playing the blame game. Stop pointing fingers. And most of all, stop snitching. To some degree, it is your fault. I can’t fuck with people who constantly play the role of a victim and make every excuse on the book to in order to avoid their own responsibility. Man the fuck up, own up to what you do and say.

I pray for my enemies. Maybe someday soon they can get their heads out of their asses and embrace how I am, as I’ve done for each and every one of them. _2010/09/21

Move away from your western guns Travel toward eastern suns Far above all earthly goals A pledge for creation’s soul

All things will be produced in superior quantity and quality, and with greater ease, when each man works at a single occupation, in accordance with his natural gifts, and at the right moment, without meddling with anything else.

— Plato

I’m always the friend people turn to when they have problems. But what about when I need someone? Where’d everyone go?

You gradually get over the pain. It doesn’t go away, not for a long time, but it becomes easier to live with. One morning you wake up and that one thing is not first thing on your mind.

video truth tellaaaaaa

The Bluest Eye

Love is never any better than the lover. Wicked people love wickedly, violent people love violently, weak people love weakly, stupid people love stupidly.

we bicker, we pout, we complain we disagree…yet we share this flame with each other that turns all those emotions into ash.

:)

anyone who starts doubting details will end by doubting life itself

Barrington Levy Here I Come

We’re all going to die, all of us, what a circus! That alone should make us love each other but it doesn’t. We are terrorized and flattened by trivialities, we are eaten up by nothing.

— Charles Bukowski 

Lovage - Every One Has A Summer

lol.

Till it happens to you-Corinne Bailey Rae

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I have perceiv’d that to be with those I like is enough,
To stop in company with the rest at evening is enough,
To be surrounded by beautiful, curious, breathing, laughing flesh is enough,
To pass among them or touch any one, or rest my arm ever so lightly
round his or her neck for a moment, what is this then?
I do not ask any more delight, I swim in it as in a sea.