and then i saw my ex tonight, and he had a porn stache…. but i still liked it.

It’s weird today, I remember four years ago meeting the boy I had talked to for a month. And like I don’t know I miss him a lot sometimes, even the annoying things he did. Even though he made me mad. Like I genuinely miss him, he was so good to me. He was the only boy to ever fully love me, and I let him go. I wish we could talk and I could just say “I miss you, I actually genuinely miss you” He was the best thing i have ever had in my life and I fucked it up.

When people argue for fredom of guns, to me it sounds like this.

"we need guns to be safe from people with guns, because guns."

it never sounds valid to me, maybe I am ignorant, but honestly assault weapons don’t make sense.

Plus in my opinion if you are pro-life you shouldn’t really be pro guns, that just doesn’t make sense.

I am pretty sure I am moving to New York for the summer, and honestly I am terrified. It’ll be the furthest I have ever been from my family, and like it is just nerve racking. I am more scared then when I came to college. I don’t know why I am so scared, but I just am. I am not going to know very many people, and I have never even been to New York. I am not going to know anything. It is terrifying.



Once a group of 50 people was attending a seminar. Suddenly the speaker stopped and decided to do a group activity. He started giving each one a balloon. Each one was asked to write his/her name on it using a marker pen. Then all the balloons were collected and put in another room.
Now these delegates were let in that room and asked to find the balloon which had their name written, within 5 minutes. Everyone was frantically searching for their name, colliding with each other, pushing around others and there was utter chaos.
At the end of 5 minutes no one could find their own balloon. Now each one was asked to randomly collect a balloon and give it to the person whose name was written on it. Within minutes everyone had their own balloon.
The speaker began— exactly this is happening in our lives. Everyone is frantically looking for happiness all around, not knowing where it is.
Our happiness lies in the happiness of other people. Give them their happiness; you will get your own happiness. And this is the purpose of human life.

that is more than 50 balloons….

I hate this 150%. In my personal walk of life I have realized only I can make me happy and that I can’t rely on other people to make me happy. That’s just me though I guess.
i would if i could.