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America - 2014 

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Sep 9, 2014
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Sep 9, 2014
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Trust in yourself, in your decisions, in your actions. Trust that you are doing the right thing.


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Sep 9, 2014
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bleu-eyed:

I can’t remember anything without you
Eternal Sunshine of The Spotless Mind (2004)


Always reblogging my favorite movie for life.

bleu-eyed:

I can’t remember anything without you

Eternal Sunshine of The Spotless Mind (2004)

Always reblogging my favorite movie for life.

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Sep 9, 2014
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I’m sorry, Life, for not understanding you all of the time. For hating all over you. For not being more patient, more welcoming, for not giving you more of me.

You are beautiful, and you are terrifying; you are exactly what I need.


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best-of-memes:

Love foxes

Foxes, for life.

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thartist72:

“In 2002, having spent more than three years in one residence for the first time in my life, I got called for jury duty. I show up on time, ready to serve. When we get to the voir dire, the lawyer says to me, “I see you’re an astrophysicist. What’s that?” I answer, “Astrophysics is the laws of physics, applied to the universe—the Big Bang, black holes, that sort of thing.” Then he asks, “What do you teach at Princeton?” and I say, “I teach a class on the evaluation of evidence and the relative unreliability of eyewitness testimony.” Five minutes later, I’m on the street. A few years later, jury duty again. The judge states that the defendant is charged with possession of 1,700 milligrams of cocaine. It was found on his body, he was arrested, and he is now on trial. This time, after the Q&A is over, the judge asks us whether there are any questions we’d like to ask the court, and I say, “Yes, Your Honor. Why did you say he was in possession of 1,700 milligrams of cocaine? That equals 1.7 grams. The ‘thousand’ cancels with the ‘milli-’ and you get 1.7 grams, which is less than the weight of a dime.” Again I’m out on the street.”

powerful Black Science Man

Exactly.

Too sick a burn not to reblog

I love him.

itsdbruv:

lonelydad38:

nessanotarized:

nativefemboy:

thartist72:

“In 2002, having spent more than three years in one residence for the first time in my life, I got called for jury duty. I show up on time, ready to serve. When we get to the voir dire, the lawyer says to me, “I see you’re an astrophysicist. What’s that?” I answer, “Astrophysics is the laws of physics, applied to the universe—the Big Bang, black holes, that sort of thing.” Then he asks, “What do you teach at Princeton?” and I say, “I teach a class on the evaluation of evidence and the relative unreliability of eyewitness testimony.” Five minutes later, I’m on the street.

A few years later, jury duty again. The judge states that the defendant is charged with possession of 1,700 milligrams of cocaine. It was found on his body, he was arrested, and he is now on trial. This time, after the Q&A is over, the judge asks us whether there are any questions we’d like to ask the court, and I say, “Yes, Your Honor. Why did you say he was in possession of 1,700 milligrams of cocaine? That equals 1.7 grams. The ‘thousand’ cancels with the ‘milli-’ and you get 1.7 grams, which is less than the weight of a dime.” Again I’m out on the street.”

powerful Black Science Man

Exactly.

Too sick a burn not to reblog

I love him.

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If we could look into each other’s hearts and understand the unique challenges each of us faces, I think we would treat each other more gently, with more love, tolerance and care.

— Marvin. J. Ashton (via onlinecounsellingcollege)

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Fact or Friction.

A story exists for every street I’ve ever walked,
And for every night I’ve sat up in bed,
Thinking about all of the things I could have done,
Imagining all of things I’d die to do,
For you and me.
Whether true or untrue,
My mind ceases to rest.

4 September 2014. 10:29pm. Bed.