I imagine that heaven is a grainy 8mm film of you fly fishing by the riverside on a quiet afternoon, the wind gently blowing, the silence in the air, nothing but the sound of crickets as the sun begins to set. and there you are with a pipe, resting, relaxing by the fishing boat, with a beer in hand and all your worries behind you
WTF okay…why the fuck do you do this to me??? I’m knee deep in thesis and acad shit…and you’re expecting me to apply for my visa and plan my trip in 2 weeks….2 fucking busy “i don’t have enough time to sleep” weeks. WTF okay…fucking stressing me out even more after everything that’s happened in the last 2 months…i deserve a fucking...
part of growing up is knowing when to put away those books and to just be there for your family
suffering with silence, poise, and grace
you can avoid them all you want, but your feelings will always catch up to you.
3 hours sleep Epi long test Epic game by Ateneo Played some ball on the same court after
You Got Served...
Obnoxious Philo Major: "Were you part of the group that I grilled? The last group, I grilled them so bad...." (smug demeanor)
Me: ohhh (not pleased)
Obnoxious Philo Major: What did you get in histo?
Obnoxious Philo Major: ....................
The Pursuit of Happiness is the source of all...
saw this as typography on some bag
You're a Pulan kid...You can do anything
No idea is too difficult to grapple with