The most frustrating thing about tumblr is the amount of people I talk to and become friends with outside of tumblr and the time it takes them from talking to me not talking to me is like…light speed. This has happened like..40 times now.

Note to self: Stop making friends on tumblr.

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Whatever dreams that you’ve held
And whatever hopes that you kept
I know that they’ve helped you sleep
I know they’ve kept you safe
And I know that when the leaves begin to fall
That the shadow creeps around the corner
When sunset falls and night comes up
I know you’ll stash them all away
 
It’ll be another long winter in Alaska
It’ll be another sunny island tan in Florida
And you’ll be here, sitting right next to me
Dreaming of the days
Of going back to Tennessee
 
Cigarettes and whiskey can only solve so much
When the dreams and hopes are filed under Forgotten
But the sun will come back some day
Even if it seems like forever
And the sun will come back some day
When you pull that rusty lever
 
But it’ll be another long winter in Alaska,
Another star-studded night in California,
And I’ll be sitting here, standing in the line-up
Hoping for the day of leaving Carolina.
 
And the dreams that we’ve held
Will come tumbling to the sea
Like sailors caught in the storm
We’ll lose all hope you’ll see
But it’ll be a cold day in hell when they’ll see me again.

poem poetry free verse

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50 questions

1: What would you name your future daughter?

2: Do you miss anyone?

3: What if I told you that you were pretty?

4: Ever been told “it’s not you, it’s me”?

5: What are you looking forward to in the next week?

6: Did you go out or stay in last night?

7: How late did you stay up last night?

8: Honestly, has anyone seen you in your underwear in the past 3 months?

9: What were you doing at 12:30 this afternoon?

10: Have you ever told somebody you loved them and not actually meant it?

11: Could you go for the rest of your life without drinking alcohol?

12: Have you pretended to like someone?

13: Could you go the rest of your life without smoking a cigarette?

14: Is there one person in your life that can always make you smile?

15: Is it hard for you to get over someone?

16: Think back five months ago, were you single?

17: Have you ever cried from being so mad?

18: Hold hands with anyone this week?

19: Did your last kiss take place in/on a bed?

20: Who did you last see in person?

21: What is the last thing you said out lot?

22: Have you kissed three or more people in one night?

23: Have you ever been to Paris?

24: Are you good at hiding your feelings?

25: Do you use chap stick?

26: Who did you last share a bed with?

27: Are you listening to music right now?

28: What is something you currently want right now?

29: Were your last three kisses from the same person?

30: How is your heart lately?

31: Do you wear the hood on your hoodie?

32: When was the last time a member of the opposite sex hugged you?

33: What do people call you?

34: Have you ever wanted to tell someone something but didn’t?

35: Are there any stressful situations in your life?

36: What are you listening to right now?

37: What is wrong with you right now?

38: Love really is a beautiful thing huh?

39: Do you make wishes at 11:11?

40: What is on your wrists right now?

41: Are you single/taken/heartbroken/confused/waiting for the unexpected?

42: Where did you get the shirt/sweatshirt you’re wearing?

43: Have you ever regretted kissing someone?

44: Have you hugged someone within the last week?

45: Have you kissed anyone in the last five days?

46: What were you doing at midnight last night?

47: Do you miss the way things were six months ago?

48: Would you rather sleep with someone else or alone?

49: Have you ever been to New York?

50: Think of the last person who said I love you, do you think they meant it?

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(via banging-dickens)

Maybe one day thefinalmatch. I am nowhere near good enough, I think, to really do a good job, which is why this blog has slowed down alot.

Maybe one day thefinalmatch. I am nowhere near good enough, I think, to really do a good job, which is why this blog has slowed down alot.

The repetition of history is not simply from the lack of learning the mistakes of history. There is a much more profound reason for history repeating: People have never altered the philosophy of mankind enough to change history. If the definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over again, then history repeating is premised on insanity; i.e. irrational philosophy. History, instead of breaking chains, has often worked cyclical because the premises at root of all great cultures and all great civilizations have remained relatively the same, and at some point, they collapse.

The repetition of history is not simply from the lack of learning the mistakes of history. There is a much more profound reason for history repeating: People have never altered the philosophy of mankind enough to change history. If the definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over again, then history repeating is premised on insanity; i.e. irrational philosophy. History, instead of breaking chains, has often worked cyclical because the premises at root of all great cultures and all great civilizations have remained relatively the same, and at some point, they collapse.

The idea of Atlas shrugging resonates because we feel as if we must carry the world. That it is our duty to carry it. That we must sacrifice our own happiness to carry this mass of humanity who would rather ask you to carry the whole of the universe instead. To shrug means not to stop caring, but to break the chains of their need and break the chains of duty, and to set yourself free to live for yourself, to live for your own sake, neither sacrificing yourself or sacrificing others to achieve your goals, your happiness. To shrug means freedom. To shrug means happiness. To shrug means to write the course of your life.

The idea of Atlas shrugging resonates because we feel as if we must carry the world. That it is our duty to carry it. That we must sacrifice our own happiness to carry this mass of humanity who would rather ask you to carry the whole of the universe instead. To shrug means not to stop caring, but to break the chains of their need and break the chains of duty, and to set yourself free to live for yourself, to live for your own sake, neither sacrificing yourself or sacrificing others to achieve your goals, your happiness. To shrug means freedom. To shrug means happiness. To shrug means to write the course of your life.