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    buttholepoetry reblogged encounterings
    “Growing apart doesn’t change the fact that for a long time we grew side by side; our roots will always be tangled. I’m glad for that.”
    — Ally Condie (Matched)
    Source: theselittlewondersstillremain
    #quote
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      infoneer-pulse
      “It’s time to stop thinking of computer programming as a specialty subject. Schools should respect it as a fundamental skill.”
      — Why High Schools Should Treat Computer Programming Like Algebra - Jordan Weissmann - The Atlantic
      Source: The Atlantic
      #Tech #education #programming #software #high school
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        adamnawroc
        Omg I just realized your blog was about books you have read and gave reviews. You just became my favorite blog. I am always looking for a good book.
        missmarinnaa

        Hey thanks. Hopefully you find a book or two that sounds interesting.

        Ask adamnawroc a question
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          mariannapaige reblogged activelydead
          “Don’t google your name. Ever.
          Don’t “search” for yourself
          on anything that glows in the dark.
          Don’t let your beauty
          be something anyone can turn off.
          Don’t edit your ugly out of your bio.
          Let your light come from the fire.
          Let your pain be the spark,
          but not the timber.
          Remember, you didn’t come here
          to write your heart out.
          You came to write it in.          ”
          — Andrea Gibson
          Source: andrewgibby
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            falskfelle reblogged queenvegeta69
            Aperture f/6.3
            Exposure 1/200th
            Focal Length 31mm
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              layersoflife reblogged wifwolf
              “I’m lonely so I do lonely things
              Loving you was like going to war; I never came back the same.
              You hate women, just like your father and his father, so it runs in your blood.
              I was wandering the derelict car park of your heart looking for a ride home.
              You’re a ghost town I’m too patriotic to leave.
              I stay because you’re the beginning of the dream I want to remember.
              I didn’t call him back because he likes his girls voiceless.
              It’s not that he wants to be a liar; it’s just that he doesn’t know the truth.
              I couldn’t love you, you were a small war.
              We covered the smell of loss with jokes.
              I didn’t want to fail at love like our parents.
              You made the nomad in me build a house and stay.
              I’m not a dog.
              We were trying to prove our blood wrong.
              I was still lonely so I did even lonelier things.
              Yes, I’m insecure, but so was my mother and her mother.
              No, he loves me he just makes me cry a lot.
              He knows all of my secrets and still wants to kiss me.
              You were too cruel to love for a long time.
              It just didn’t work out.
              My dad walked out one afternoon and never came back.
              I can’t sleep because I can still taste him in my mouth.
              I cut him out at the root, he was my favorite tree, rotting, threatening the foundations of my home.
              The women in my family die waiting.
              Because I didn’t want to die waiting for you.
              I had to leave, I felt lonely when he held me.
              You’re the song I rewind until I know all the words and I feel sick.
              He sent me a text that said “I love you so bad.”
              His heart wasn’t as beautiful as his smile
              We emotionally manipulated one another until we thought it was love.
              Forgive me, I was lonely so I chose you.
              I’m a lover without a lover.
              I’m lovely and lonely.
              I belong deeply to myself .              ”
              —

              Excuses For Why We Failed At Love

              by warsan shire

              (via shethesnail)
              Source: snailqueen
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                falskfelle reblogged elsklun
                “Plant your own garden and decorate your own soul, instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.”
                — Veronica A. Shoffstall, After A While (via emotional-algebra)
                Source: emotional-algebra
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                  buttholepoetry reblogged whattheyarnknowsofsweaters
                  “Sometimes, I feel the past and the future pressing so hard on either side that there’s no room for the present at all.”
                  — Evelyn Waugh, Brideshead Revisited  (via mathematiciansnever)
                  Source: 13neighbors
                  #quote
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                    merelyamadness

                    It was written in his genes
                    his inability to love her.

                    She didn’t know if it was
                    fate or bad luck
                    but she loved him still.

                    #request #anonymous
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                      yeahimgreatthanksforasking
                      Shallow

                      Pardon me for my poor english.

                      I read this off a person I really idolize:

                      “”Love means to love that which is unlovable.” it’s a gift to look at someone with empty eyes. When eyes are full of judgement they can do nothing but broadcast those opinions, but empty eyes just take in and reflect back exactly what they see. Empty eyes allow themselves to be filled by the other person. Judging eyes are already too filled with judgement to take anything in. That’s what I think.”

                      It really made me think, you see, I’m not as kind as think I am. I just realized that while laying in my bed after reading that facebook status, pondering as to why I’m so miserable.

                      Looking back, I prided myself for being more accepting than my family, whose comments about people, mostly neighbors, can be heard everyday.

                      Now, it dawned on me that I’m truly no better, I judge and I judge though silently and very quickly.

                      *blink*

                      “Fat”

                      *blink*

                      “poor”

                      *blink*

                      “stupid”.

                      No wonder I’m unhappy, holding on to shallow ideals of  worth does that to you.

                      Or maybe I just think too much.

                      #judgemental #nicole fox #personal #tumblr
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