Favorite Recipe Roundup – November Edition!
This was the single funniest thing I have ever seen a president do.
I’M STILL LAUGHING.
I will never not reblog this.
Let’s all take a moment to remember that Obama actually fucking did this omg
One of these days I am going to vanish… No contact, no hello, no goodbye, no reason to go back. When I get to where I want to in life it will be like that. I see myself at the age of 25 years old strapped to a chair going through the roughest fucking training there is. You won’t have me anymore. The more I realize what I want to be in life. The more mature I become. I am growing, I am not that same stupid 15 year old boy you knew in the past. I look at life seriously now. My job is serious, if certain things aren’t found out people die. If I fail to provide a small detail. People die. I am changing for the better. I talk to my dad all the time… and it’s weird having that mutual respect for each other. Yes I am his son. But he now recognizes me as a man. He is a best friend and understand my work. My mom cries every time I leave now. Every time I call she tells me how proud she is. Every time I say I love her she pauses for a bit. I wasn’t the same 4 year old boy who ran to mom when dad got mad. Every time I talk to my brother he changes. He seems to grow pride every single day, knowing that his older brother is striving to be something great. He looks up to me…. people don’t understand how high of a bar I want to set for my brother. And people don’t understand how high I want my brother to surpass it. I am changing. I can see it and I embrace it. I am becoming even more independent than I was before hand.
You know what’s sad. After three years I still don’t have you, after all the change. Feelings are still the same. But I buried them deeper now. Want to know why? Because it ruins me. If I am caught thinking of you for over 5 minutes in the day at a time, it makes me depressed. Sad. Can’t focus and it brings me down. A little part of me wants to get that phone call from you weeks, months, years later saying that your ready. And I don’t pick up the phone. All those times I picked them up for you. All the fake ” it’s okay’s” and things I tell you so you won’t feel bad about the day even more. All the nights I spent talking to you convincing you that your someone that is absolutely gorgeous and any man is lucky to have you. That small part of me is hoping I won’t pick up because whenever I wanted to talk. You aren’t there for me. You pick and choose when to be a “friend”. All those feelings you said you had…. how would I be able to take any word of it as the truth. Based on your actions. Your actions. Even if I did pick up, it wouldn’t be easy at all. You don’t understand. For me to open up like that is a huge thing that you seemed to have brushed off your shoulder. You shut me out. I even told you that opening up to people is hard for me… people normally don’t know to much about me. But you completely ignored that fact and forgot about me. Not even the slightest cushion when letting me down, when it seemed like I was flying. Nothing. I slammed into a brick wall of emotion. Shame, guilt, and rage… all of that was towards me. I am mad at myself. Because I tried to let someone in, and it back fired. You don’t realize how much it hurt. Or do you even care enough to know how much it hurt. Inquire how I am doing or what you should have me do. You starting writing and honestly you didn’t say much but get me excited. Excited enough to write more about you when you didn’t do the same back. I am sad. I want you to fucking talk to me, yet I don’t so you can finally see what it’s like to chase the hell out of someone you waited so long for. To know your so close but can’t seem to grasp it. I always refer to myself as a rebound. The person at the very back of the line you KNOW will be there for you. Always been nice to you, always had your back. What if that changed and that cushion wasn’t there. Would you even notice? Would you even notice I pushed you out completely. Cause I thought of it. It would be easy. Wipe you from everything, any contact what so ever would vanish and I wouldn’t have it anymore. What would you think then, when you realized I was actually gone. You say I am not a rebound but a constant. How can I believe you when every time you want to “talk” is when you need someone to comfort you. Someone to bring you back up and help you get back to your feet. How? Tell me. And if you can’t then don’t talk to me. If you can’t tell me what I am to you when your at your happiest point. Then leave me alone. You would probably just let me slip away from your mind because you found someone better, always did right? I am growing tired of waiting in line now. I’ve done it for years, and I don’t know how much longer it will be there. Especially when you know basically everything…. what’s the point anymore.
IN A GALAXY FAR FAR AWAY - A Star Wars Challenge
7- Most Powerful Quote: The Sith Code
Peace is a lie, there is only passion.
Through passion, I gain strength.
Through strength, I gain power.
Through power, I gain victory.
Through victory, my chains are broken.
The Force shall free me.