June 2011
It is too hot to sleep in this house.
I wish our air conditioning actually worked.
May 2011
For every Reblog 1$ will be donated to my autistic...
yesiamstrangegetoverit:
goodtastedoesntexist:
praesum:
avalambana:
abstin3nce:
everybody should reblog this :)
a fuckingg justin bieber picture has more notes than this. you’re all heartless. fucking reblog it, unless you’re ashamed to have a picture or post related to a child with a disability on your blog, in that case, you can now go jump off a bridge.
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“It’s better to live like a flame, to know a man and love him, even if he can’t...”
– Eloisa James
That sinking feeling when one of your good friends...
Positives of the Day!
I used to do this every night, and it was really nice and uplifting. I stopped doing it quite a while back, but today one of my friends who did the same thing started back up, so I’m using it as an excuse to do the same!
1) It was Memorial day.
2) I got two new books! One drawing book, and one philosophy book.
3) Celebrating my sister’s birthday with family and some family...
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Did dogs find in the tabernacle what many... →
joecatholic:
On the evening of the last day of his October 1995 visit to the United States, John Paul II was scheduled to greet the seminarians at Saint Mary’s Seminary in Baltimore. It had been a very full day that began with a Mass at Oriole Park in Camden Yards, a parade through downtown streets, a visit to the Basilica of the Assumption, the first cathedral in the country, lunch at a...
I'm not a big fan off that off-taste food gets...
Part of my Summer (and into fall) Reading List...
Atlas Shrugged - Ayn Rand
Story of a Soul - Saint Thérèse
The Confessions of Saint Augustine
One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest- Ken Kesey
New Seeds of Contemplation- Thomas Merton
The Screwtape Letters- C.S. Lewis
The Chronicles of Narnia- C.S. Lewis
It’s Kind of a Funny Story- Ned Vizzini
The Incorruptibles- Joan Carrol Cruz
Oliver Twist- Charles Dickens
A Tale of Two...
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“After all is said and done I feel the same. All that I hoped would change within me stayed, like a huddled moonlit exile, on the shore warming his hands a thousand years ago I walk with others in me, yearning to get out. Claw at my skin and gnash their teeth and shout. One of them wants only to be someone you’d admire, one would as soon just throw you on the fire After all is said and...
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“Tomorrow and plans for tomorrow can have no significance at all unless you are...”
– Alan Wilson Watts
