Man I haven’t been on tumblr in so long I don’t remember who most of these people are or how to use this thing. Q_Q

I wanted to make a tumblr to write down what I do every day to make sure I’m meeting my goals and not slacking.

But whever I do something, there’s too many other things I’m not doing. So it’s easy for him to feel sad — there’s always something I’m not doing. And he’ll point it out, so then I’ll switch back and forth between goals. 
He told me to think about what I really want to do. Like reaaallly. Like deep down inside. But no matter what there’ll always be something for him to be unhappy about! 
phoonty: antipathetically-yours: I WAS WONDERING WHO THE MAN IN THE FLANNEL IS IT’S THE GUY THAT KILLED BAMBI’S MOM FUCK THAT GUY HES THE MOST EVIL ONE THERE HES THE ONLY ONE THAT ACTUALLY EVER KILLED ANYONE This was great and then I read the captions and it just got better. Click for high-res photo

phoonty:

antipathetically-yours:

I WAS WONDERING WHO THE MAN IN THE FLANNEL IS

IT’S THE GUY THAT KILLED BAMBI’S MOM

FUCK THAT GUY

HES THE MOST EVIL ONE THERE

HES THE ONLY ONE THAT ACTUALLY EVER KILLED ANYONE

This was great and then I read the captions and it just got better.

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loveallthis:

Loving these Les Misérables cast portraits by Annie Leibovitz for Vogue.

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Mom: “I go to church because I can always find conversations like today’s.”

Me: “I stopped going to church because after ten years I could never find a conversation like today’s.”

BAHHH LATE

context what is that lol not as important as sleep

I’ve been following a number of Christian blogs.

Sometime over a year ago I realized for good I wasn’t Christian. I think I’d always been wondering but I guess after classes and applications and everything I’d finally had time to think about it, that I was never Christian in the first place.

The more I go to church the less I want to go. I thought this after visiting my home church. Maybe this does not apply to all churches. I just had dinner. I didn’t go to youth group. I did listen to this Peking Opera singer talk for a bit on the Chinese side. I thought she was in her twenties. She was in her sixties. 

I’ll get back to packing or something. Wow, it’s been an hour? I should find some way to deal.

There are my dance shoes. On my right. They cost a good deal, and I didn’t wear them much. That was a fun class, but I am not artistic. Maybe if I ever take social dance.