I donut care.
motivationintohabit:

1. What a beautiful day for a run! 2. This sucks. 3. Well, five miles is only two and half miles each way, which is basically two miles each way, so I’m really only running four miles. That’s not too far. 4. It’s starting to feel far. 5. How long have I been running? A year? 6. SIX MINUTES?!  7. I can barely remember what my life was like before I started this run. 8. OK, concentrate. There are still four-plus miles to go.  9. But who counts the first and last mile? This is pretty much an easy three miler.  10. Oh, shit! A fellow jogger! 11. Should I wave? 12. I’m totally gonna wave. 13. OOOK, they didn’t wave back. Never doing that again. 14. Just keep running, no one saw. Except that old guy who may or may not be averting his eyes. 15. Man, I think I’m hitting that “second wind” thing my gym coach was talking about. 16. Wait, never mind. I’ve been running down a decline.  17. If I leap to avoid dog shit, does that make me a CrossFit athlete? 18. What the heck is CrossFit anyway? 19. Mental reminder: Google CrossFit when I get home. 20. If I ever get home. 21. If I had a heart attack right now, I wonder who would find my body. 22. OMG, I hope I never find a dead body. Joggers always find dead bodies. 23. Bodies. Body. Bod-ay. Runnin’ all day, no one can catch … may. 24. OK, I must be halfway done by now. 25. What?! Only two miles in? 26. Alright, stay focused. What am I going to eat when I get home? 27. I’m running five miles so I should probably eat five slices of pizza. 28. Or I could buy one pizza and ask them to cut it into five slices. 29. I should probably get a side salad too.  30. … 31. Fuck the salad actually. 32. Man, what are these people doing in front of me? Walking?! 33. Is this a contest to see who’s the worst at walking? Because you are both champions in my heart. 34. Maybe if I pound my feet on the ground they’ll hear me coming and let me pass. 35. Oh, God. They didn’t turn around and now I’m right behind them. They’re going to think they’re getting mugged by the world’s sweatiest criminal. 36. You know what? Now seems like a good time to run in the street. 37. * Jumps off curb * Parkour! 38. Hi hi hi please don’t hit me with your car.  39. Pedestrian pedestrianizing over here, let me cross.  40. Thank you, Mr. Blue Honda. I’m trying to smile at you but it probably looks like I’m having a stroke.  41. Actually, I wonder what I look like right now.  42. * Checks out reflection in shop window * Yeesh. 43. Is that what I look like when I run? What am I, a newborn deer with a drinking problem? 44. Whatever, I must be almost done by now.  45. Heck yes. Three miles down, two to go. It’s all downhill from here.  46. Except for that very real uphill in front of me. God damnit. 47. Wait, is that… Is that… 48. A DOG!  49. Hi dog! You are so cute. You are now my mascot. I will finish this run for you, pup. 50. And — hello — what do we have here? Your human is pretty cute too. 51. Hope you like drunk fawns, Cute Human. 52. Watch my bambi ass prance up this hill. 53. Holy shit, prancing is exhausting. I am exhausted.  54. Honestly, I don’t even like running. 55. Why do I even run? 56. Why does anyone even run? 57. Why are we even alive? 58. OK, let’s not go down that road. 59. Focus. Focus on that sweet, delicious ‘za waiting at the finish line, calling your name with its cheesy breath. 60. Wait, less than one mile to go? I am KILLING this run.  61. I AM THE SWIFTEST GOD OF ALL TWO-LEGGED CREATURES. 62. YES, including ostriches. 63. Honestly, I should sign up for a marathon. 64. What is it, like 30 miles? 65. That’s just 15 miles each way, which is practically 10, and 10 is twice five, and I can run five miles EASY. 66. That’s it, I’m doing it. Thirty miles. 67. Thirty-mile marathon…30-mile marathon…30 Rock marathon. 68. On second thought, I’ll probably just binge-watch every episode of 30 Rock. That takes a lot of dedication and I will be winded from laughing so hard. 69. But I could probably do a marathon IF I wanted.  70. OK, almost home. Should I shower first and order pizza or order pizza and shower before it shows up? 71. Yep, definitely ordering first. I earned that shit. 72. Oh, no. Oh god no. Another runner. Should I wave? 73. No, be strong! Do not get burned again.  74. OMG, SHE waved first! Hello! Yes! We are both runners! Look at us run! 75. I guess running’s not so bad.

motivationintohabit:

1. What a beautiful day for a run!
2. This sucks.
3. Well, five miles is only two and half miles each way, which is basically two miles each way, so I’m really only running four miles. That’s not too far.
4. It’s starting to feel far.
5. How long have I been running? A year?
6. SIX MINUTES?!
7. I can barely remember what my life was like before I started this run.
8. OK, concentrate. There are still four-plus miles to go.
9. But who counts the first and last mile? This is pretty much an easy three miler.
10. Oh, shit! A fellow jogger!
11. Should I wave?
12. I’m totally gonna wave.
13. OOOK, they didn’t wave back. Never doing that again.
14. Just keep running, no one saw. Except that old guy who may or may not be averting his eyes.
15. Man, I think I’m hitting that “second wind” thing my gym coach was talking about.
16. Wait, never mind. I’ve been running down a decline.
17. If I leap to avoid dog shit, does that make me a CrossFit athlete?
18. What the heck is CrossFit anyway?
19. Mental reminder: Google CrossFit when I get home.
20. If I ever get home.
21. If I had a heart attack right now, I wonder who would find my body.
22. OMG, I hope I never find a dead body. Joggers always find dead bodies.
23. Bodies. Body. Bod-ay. Runnin’ all day, no one can catch … may.
24. OK, I must be halfway done by now.
25. What?! Only two miles in?
26. Alright, stay focused. What am I going to eat when I get home?
27. I’m running five miles so I should probably eat five slices of pizza.
28. Or I could buy one pizza and ask them to cut it into five slices.
29. I should probably get a side salad too.
30. …
31. Fuck the salad actually.
32. Man, what are these people doing in front of me? Walking?!
33. Is this a contest to see who’s the worst at walking? Because you are both champions in my heart.
34. Maybe if I pound my feet on the ground they’ll hear me coming and let me pass.
35. Oh, God. They didn’t turn around and now I’m right behind them. They’re going to think they’re getting mugged by the world’s sweatiest criminal.
36. You know what? Now seems like a good time to run in the street.
37. * Jumps off curb * Parkour!
38. Hi hi hi please don’t hit me with your car.
39. Pedestrian pedestrianizing over here, let me cross.
40. Thank you, Mr. Blue Honda. I’m trying to smile at you but it probably looks like I’m having a stroke.
41. Actually, I wonder what I look like right now.
42. * Checks out reflection in shop window * Yeesh.
43. Is that what I look like when I run? What am I, a newborn deer with a drinking problem?
44. Whatever, I must be almost done by now.
45. Heck yes. Three miles down, two to go. It’s all downhill from here.
46. Except for that very real uphill in front of me. God damnit.
47. Wait, is that… Is that…
48. A DOG!
49. Hi dog! You are so cute. You are now my mascot. I will finish this run for you, pup.
50. And — hello — what do we have here? Your human is pretty cute too.
51. Hope you like drunk fawns, Cute Human.
52. Watch my bambi ass prance up this hill.
53. Holy shit, prancing is exhausting. I am exhausted.
54. Honestly, I don’t even like running.
55. Why do I even run?
56. Why does anyone even run?
57. Why are we even alive?
58. OK, let’s not go down that road.
59. Focus. Focus on that sweet, delicious ‘za waiting at the finish line, calling your name with its cheesy breath.
60. Wait, less than one mile to go? I am KILLING this run.
61. I AM THE SWIFTEST GOD OF ALL TWO-LEGGED CREATURES.
62. YES, including ostriches.
63. Honestly, I should sign up for a marathon.
64. What is it, like 30 miles?
65. That’s just 15 miles each way, which is practically 10, and 10 is twice five, and I can run five miles EASY.
66. That’s it, I’m doing it. Thirty miles.
67. Thirty-mile marathon…30-mile marathon…30 Rock marathon.
68. On second thought, I’ll probably just binge-watch every episode of 30 Rock. That takes a lot of dedication and I will be winded from laughing so hard.
69. But I could probably do a marathon IF I wanted.
70. OK, almost home. Should I shower first and order pizza or order pizza and shower before it shows up?
71. Yep, definitely ordering first. I earned that shit.
72. Oh, no. Oh god no. Another runner. Should I wave?
73. No, be strong! Do not get burned again.
74. OMG, SHE waved first! Hello! Yes! We are both runners! Look at us run!
75. I guess running’s not so bad.

And I’m not
going to say
I forget;
Because I remember every day.

Every day.
Hope Sandoval And The Warm Inventions, from Blanchard (via grillfriend)
I no longer believed in the idea of soul mates, or love at first sight. But I was beginning to believe that a very few times in your life, if you were lucky, you might meet someone who was exactly right for you. Not because he was perfect, or because you were, but because your combined flaws were arranged in a way that allowed two separate beings to hinge together.
Lisa KleypasBlue-Eyed Devil (via feellng)
i promise that someday
i’ll buy you a place
where you can say “what a nice view”
and i’ll agree
while looking straight at you
(via mugglesex)
at a pool party

vayena:

"hey bukowski no offense but why dont you take your shirt off in the pool"
"why do we run from the rain but soak in tubs full of water"
"aight take it easy man"

vigovr:

inhalelove-3xhalehate:

xamity:

fuckyeahsexanddrugs:

madeofpuredestruction:

dykeboii:


noshacklesarefirmer:

A reminder of the rules of the game: if your shoulders or hips lift from the bed… I stop and won’t touch you for several minutes… then we start over. 


this game >

Sounds like my kind of game

whos down

omfg this sounds like the best game someone please

This sounds like torture omfg

this is perf

vigovr:

inhalelove-3xhalehate:

xamity:

fuckyeahsexanddrugs:

madeofpuredestruction:

dykeboii:

noshacklesarefirmer:

A reminder of the rules of the game: if your shoulders or hips lift from the bed… I stop and won’t touch you for several minutes… then we start over. 

this game >

Sounds like my kind of game

whos down

omfg this sounds like the best game someone please

This sounds like torture omfg

this is perf

tiafayexo:

You’re different? What a fucking joke.

aizea:

"There is no real me. Only an entity, something illusory. And though I can hide my cold gaze, and you can shake my hand and feel flesh gripping yours, and maybe you can even sense out lifestyles are probably comparable, I simply am not there."
American Psycho (2000) Mary Harron

aizea:

"There is no real me. Only an entity, something illusory. And though I can hide my cold gaze, and you can shake my hand and feel flesh gripping yours, and maybe you can even sense out lifestyles are probably comparable, I simply am not there."

American Psycho (2000)
Mary Harron

Delete her number.

Stop ringing her. Stop messaging her. Stop making excuses to see her, to drop by her place.

Erase her name from memory. Remove yourself from her life, more completely than you would like but as completely as she deserves. Move on, so that you can allow her to also move on. When you close your eyes, you don’t get to see her face. Not anymore. You don’t get to think about her lips, the warm glow of her skin when she rests next to you, or how she squeezes your hand in her sleep. You are not allowed to remember the smell of her perfume, that she only drinks mint tea (with two dollops of honey), or that she loves you.

She loves you.

She has been in love with you for too long.

So, forget how she says your name. Forget how she calls your name. Forget how she screams your name. Forget that time you got sick and she stayed up with you all night, letting you lay your head in her lap and holding a cold compress to your forehead. Forget how her hair feels in your fingers. Forget how she looks in your sweatshirts.

Forget her.

Know only that she existed at one point in your life, but relinquish all hope that she could exist at another point — sometime in the future that you are unwilling to specify because you don’t know what you want. Yet. It is not fair for you to swoop in and out of her life as you choose. It is not fair for you to say that you are satisfied with “things as they are” and you will have time to “figure it out” later. Let her stop investing emotionally in you. Let her pour that love and care into the people who deserve her.

Don’t tell her that you think about her all the time. Don’t tell her that it bothers you to hear about her with other people, but that you’re willing to understand as long as she likes you more than them. Don’t tell her that this isn’t the right moment but that there will be a right moment. There is not going to be a right moment. She shouldn’t have to wait for the right moment.

Don’t tell her that you can’t handle ultimatums, that you don’t like the idea of finally adding finality to your relationship — whatever still remains of it.

What you are telling her is that you want to keep her on as an option, that you are taking her for granted, that you want to know she will be there, that you can depend on her at the end of the day. When you find that no one else has stuck around or that those who have are less interesting, less thoughtful, or less doggedly loyal to you.

Doggedly loyal to you.

That is what she has been to you, for you almost as long as you have known her: a constant emotional crutch, the guarantee of stability, a safety net while you reach out to grasp objects that sparkle and shine far greater than she does. All that glitters is not gold, haven’t you heard?

She is fire. You are ice, and you are afraid that her slow burn will smolder your cool, hard demeanor. That’s what has driven your decisions, your actions all along: fear. You are a coward. You are a hypocrite. You are terrified to let her go, but you are afraid she is too good for you, that she could drive you wild, that you would choke on her flames. That she is too much for you to handle right now.

Right now.

But if you choose not to love her now, you can’t choose to love her later.

Lauren Hooper (via fawun)

Holy shit

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Holy fuck

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Francis Alys - Sometimes Making Something Leads to Nothing (1997)

Life

THIS IS IT THIS THE ONE
I was asking about this before, I had forgotten the artists name damn this is one of my favourite pieces ever

Bitch who asked you ?

A bitch who didn’t ask you  (via sheisjackieb)

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