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story of my life-_- [rebloged]
*Waiting Tw0 Inhale*
Fuck society
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All day every day bitch
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90% of people marry their 7th-12th grade love. since u have read this, u will be told good news 2night. if u dont post this your worst week starts now
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All day everyday(;
Fuck yea
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Here’s to the crazy ones. The misfits. The rebels. The troublemakers. The round pegs in the square holes. The ones who see things differently. They’re not fond of rules. And they have no respect for the status quo. You can quote them, disagree with them, glorify or vilify them. About the only thing you can’t do is ignore them. Because they change things. They invent. They imagine. They heal. They explore. They create. They inspire. They push the human race forward. Maybe they have to be crazy. How else can you stare at an empty canvas and see a work of art? Or sit in silence and hear a song that’s never been written? Or gaze at a red planet and see a laboratory on wheels? We make tools for these kinds of people. While some see them as the crazy ones, we see genius. Because the people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world, are the ones who do.” — Steve Jobs
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I saw this phrase on a picture of someone on tumblr and I realized it described my life perfectly. Basically what it means is that nothing is greater than me. Nothing can bring me down. There is nothing that I can’t overcome because I know I have the strength within myself. I’ve gone through so much with my family which lead me to get this tattoo. In this life I am infinite.
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“Wendy said she would give him a kiss if he liked, but Peter did not know what she meant, and he held out his hand expectantly.
“Surely you know what a kiss is?” she asked, aghast.
“I shall know when you give it to me,” he replied stiffly, and not to hurt his feeling she gave him a thimble. ”-Peter Pan by James M. Barrie (1904)
I’ve always been a huge Peter Pan fan since I was a kid, this scene always stuck with me. It was the first time I remember dreaming about falling in love.
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