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Do we know and understand what God wants?
Lying is bad. Or so we are told constantly from birth—honesty is the best policy, the truth shall set you free, I chopped down the cherry tree, whatever. The fact is, lying is a necessity. We lie to ourselves because the truth, the truth freaking hurts.
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| — | Grey’s Anatomy |
Last night.
November 4, 2009
8:50 p.m.
I feel stuck. I keep so many things inside that I honestly to God feel like I am overflowing with emotions right now. It’s like I have filled every fucking inch of me with secrets and feelings that they are starting to leak through. It’s a big, unexpected wave. It’s like catching your breath. It’s that point where you trip and you find yourself free-falling to the ground and you know it’s going to hurt. It’s just so… all at once. I feel like there’s no time to think or time to hold it all in for a coupe of more minutes. It’s just flowing out and there’s not one goddamn thing I can do about it; except feel. All the hurt, secrets, past, bad stuff… All the things I don’t want to feel or remember or think about come rushing at me. They go through me so quickly, I can’t even think straight. There’s just too much but apart of me is trying so hard not to feel anything at all; wanting so badly to fight back. It’s tiring and draining. I want to feel something other than this, anything at all. The only thing I can think of that isn’t self-destructive is to write and listen to music. It’s distracting and helps to an extent. But it’s not satisfying enough. What happens once I stop writing? What happens once the music stops playing?
I’ve been thinking a lot lately about taking chances. And how it’s really just about overcoming your fears. Because the truth is, every time you take a big risk in your life, no matter how it ends up, you’re always glad you took it.
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| — | Scrubs |
this pretty much made my night.
Agreed. Instant reblog. A must. IN OBVIOUS NEWS: WORST “ACTRESS” EVER. Everrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. This is a fact, not an opinion. The only reason why she’s “famous” is because her fucking arm candy is that one guy Robert whatever with the big hair and because she’s leading man lady in a movie that is based on a book that millions of wannabe vampire tweens are obsessed with. THAT IS IT. Plus, she has lazy eyes. Either that, or homegirl is blazing 24fucking7 (which is obvious in every single one of her pictures whether it’s candid or not).
… But it’s hard to stay mad, when there’s so much beauty in the world. Sometimes I feel like I’m seeing it all at once, and it’s too much, my heart fills up like a balloon that’s about to burst… And then I remember to relax, and stop trying to hold on to it, and then it flows through me like rain and I can’t feel anything but gratitude for every single moment of my stupid little life.
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| — | American Beauty |
