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HimynameisJerelyn.
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Cry-Baby (1990)

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hispanic parents have a sixth sense

this… this is mesmerizing. oh my god.

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Have to keep the magic going, somehow.

cut-out-the-bad:

For the last few weeks I’ve been taking photos of myself right after rolling out of my bed in the morning or after a nap. It started out at first as more of a self appreciation project, where i could learn to be more comfortable in my skin and in front of the camera. I wasn’t sure what it would turn into, but this is the final product and I’m quite happy about it.

digital photo with color film photo overlay via photoshop

flickr  behance

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I have a job interview today and another on Monday.

I love SMG but I can’t handle inconsistent hours and paychecks anymore so I’m selling my soul and getting an office job.

Ugh.

He watches tv with me sometimes

wal1flower:

not mine but this rocks

wal1flower:

not mine but this rocks

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svveden:

no drummer has shit on this dude

did nOT think this was going to be as incredible as it was when i started this

That has to be the dopesters shit I’ve heard in a minute

Excellent

This is just genric marching band rhythms. Nothing about this is terribly interesting…

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I am grade 12 student who has just recently graduated. You might call me accomplished, and in a way, I am, but not in the way you’d think. 12 years of pouring over text books and being lined up to be judged in front of my peers has not made me any more intelligent. I can tell you the first 45 digits of Pi and I can explain to you the difference between an acid and a base, I can recite the Pythagorean Theorem in my sleep, I will recite lines out of a textbook like they are a religion. But I cannot tell you the value of security, or of kindness. The distinct contrast between personal health and personal gain. I can tell you in grade 10 four of my classmates attempted to take their own lives before finals. I can tell you our counsellors office is always booked. I can tell you how when I didn’t understand something in AP Chemistry my teacher asked me to leave if I could not participate in his class. I merely asked him to explain a question. Instead of doing his job and teaching, he told me to leave. Told me I was not good enough to be there. Mistakes are viewed as failure in these hallways. A wrong answer is a sin you must atone to, not a human error, but a flaw so grand it defines your entire life course. There is no “average” here. We all must exceed expectations. Do your parents know that a grade that is considered average is a “C”? When I got a C in fourth grade my parents grounded me for a month. They said I was lazy and stupid and incompetent and that I’d better smarten up and stop fooling around. I never fooled around. I am driven by a deep need to impress others. I never fool around. I worked and worked and worked, with a deep hollow of anxiety in my chest. I have never been good at History, but I worked and worked and I attained at best a low B. It was not good enough. It is not said but we are expected to put our education before our personal health. It is not asked of us, but it is what we must do to achieve what we are asked to achieve. Our teachers will tell you, “Oh, I only give them one hour of homework each night.” Which is essentially true, each of my five teachers only gives me one to two hours of homework each night. Hmm, that adds up to 5-10 hours of homework, and overdue classwork, and projects. Say goodbye to sleep, say goodbye to feeling calm. I’ve developed a deep rooted anxiety disorder due to school and perfectionistic tendencies. Even when you get 100 percent on an assignment they still criticise you, it is never good enough. One slip, and you are in deep deep trouble. I can tell you that 90 percent of us try our hardest, and our teachers and parents stand in the sidelines, screaming, “You can do better than that!”

Why I say our education system is flawed (via perfect-delusions)

this is so heartbreakingly true, and that fact is disgusting.

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THIS

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Fuck I want to cry.

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THIS IS MY FAVORITE 

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I MISS ANNA COME HOME

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You never get to the point where you think “I am the adult”, but you do get to the point where you think “I’ve dealt with this before.” The older you get, the higher and higher the percentage is of things you’ve already been through. Have you ever changed a tire? Had a flat tire? Someday, you might, and the next time it happens, you’ll know what to do, since you’ve already done it.
My dad. I’m 24, and asked if you ever shake the feeling of not being an adult, and this was his response. Probably the most comforting thing he could have said. (via waltzy)

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I think he got into the fireplace.