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"There is no fire like passion
No crime like hatred,
No sorrow like separation,
No sickness like hunger,
And no joy like the joy of freedom."
- Buddha (via lovelydeen)
Foreign territories
I’m getting on a plane at 8 on Saturday morning!
Goddamn, I always think that I’ll be fine getting on that plane but already I can feel a panic setting in. Luckily it should subside once I get in the airport. Airports are fucking bad ass (I should swear since I won’t be able to swear in English around my family). But I won’t even get to enjoy that because it’ll be 3 o’clock in the morning! Thanks Mom.
Between the suitcases and all of my college stuff there is a battle raging in my house as to who will control the walking spaces. I think they come to life and fight while we sleep. We humans will be the unsuspecting casualties…
But damn my room does look beautiful when its clean.
Still baffled by the actions of other human beings, but I prod on as I must.
What’s really foreign? People or places?
I’ve certainly entered a lot of foreign territories since turning 18, college etc.
Be doing a lot of skyping with lots of people, should be fun and interesting.
Can’t wait to get super tan, see ya!
WHEN I WALK BY THE MIDDLE SCHOOL CLASSES TAKING TOURS OF TEMPLE
I’m like,
10
May
This text was reblogged from whatshouldwecalltemple and originally by whatshouldwecalltemple.
Do it! I dare you!
I will write about the following, leave one in my ask box
Dear person I hate,
Dear person I like,
Dear ex boyfriend
Dear ex bestfriend,
Dear bestfriend,
Dear *anyone*,
Dear Santa,
Dear mom,
Dear dad,
Dear future me,
Dear past me,
Dear person I’m jealous of,
Dear person I had a crush on
Dear girlfriend
Dear boyfriend
Found it again, so I’m procrastinating more~
