More Sore than Sorry

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Running saved my life.

Romans 8 is everything. Suffering is part of the human condition. There is nothing inherently wrong with silence.

fruitcrocs:

when a teacher asks you if you understand the work and you don’t 

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*gets 0 on the test*

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— 8 minutes ago with 170314 notes

hanakima:

shatt3r3dknuckles:

snafutype:

I’m so so sorry. (I’m not sorry. I’m hilarious.)

i spit out my coffee

Yes. Perfect. Flawless execution

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— 17 minutes ago with 163432 notes
"Whole Foods is a point of entry into a new version of American whiteness, one which leans on a pseudo recognition of diversity through sanitized food presentation. It offers a new order of “otherness” in which the other is a pleasant-looking piece of food, totally safe, and with a pedigree. Within the Whole Foods’ bubble we are turned instantly sophisticated, and the store becomes the place where we can self-indulge in notions of cosmopolitan openness to world products and political struggles. To buy an avocado “with a background” ends up, dangerously, filling the space of our urge for political awareness. The store did the math for us, as well as all the thinking, so we can “shop with confidence” and just relax.

The whole process does something rather particular: It creates the illusion of an “independent” understanding within the larger implications of corporate intervention in defining a food’s background. In establishing a perimeter of commercial values based on social responsibility, Whole Foods depoliticizes us. Worse, for those already sinking into the hybrid life of a world without politics, it offers a parachute, a sort of immunity: “I shop here so, by extension, I know a thing or two about social awareness.”

Whole Foods unavoidably widens the gap between people who have everything and people who have nothing: How can super expensive foods that look like an invention of Edward Weston’s camera - that the majority of the world cannot afford, or would laugh about - be synonymous with social responsibility? This is truly a modern enigma.

The recent situation with quinoa, the “hot” and “trendy” new grain that we are suddenly unable to live without - and without which we are suddenly missing essential nutrients to keep us alive - is case in point. Paola Flores, filing for the AP from La Paz, Bolivia, reports that “[t]he scramble to grow more (quinoa) is prompting Bolivian farmers to abandon traditional land management practices, endangering the fragile ecosystem of the arid highlands, agronomists say.” A quinoa emergency, then, at the bulk bins. A separate exposé published in the Guardian goes even further: “[T]here is an unpalatable truth to face for those of us with a bag of quinoa in the larder. The appetite of countries such as ours for this grain has pushed up prices to such an extent that poorer people in Peru and Bolivia, for whom it was once a nourishing staple food, can no longer afford to eat it. Imported junk food is cheaper. In Lima, quinoa now costs more than chicken.” Whether we blame vegans or hipsters or the organic food movement or a lack of appropriate trade regulations, the troubling truth about quinoa represents that repetitive drama between the West and rest in which our voracious consumption depletes yet another land and another people.

Whole Foods widens the gaps, and it does so in the most subtle and displacing manner, giving us an environment (the actually sanitized, spotless physical space) that is the embodiment of an elite (yet perceived as “open,” especially through the chain’s less pricey “360” product line) that finds itself at home within a soulless, sterilized experiences. The notion of gentrification has been surpassed, attaining the space of a perennial state of mind. This is where even an apple turns into an object/jewelry of desire, not of need, or at least of normality. In that sense, Whole Foods is simply the last piece in the long, familiar chain of shifting perceptions in neo-capitalistic societies that exploded after the Second World War, in which the creation and multiplication of desires is central to the self-preservation of the system.
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— 7 hours ago with 4195 notes
#quote 
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It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s the sound I heard when I was 9 and my father slammed the front door so hard behind him I swear to god it shook the whole house. For the next 3 years I watched my mother break her teeth on vodka bottles. I think she stopped breathing when he left. I think part of her died. I think he took her heart with him when he walked out. Her chest is empty, just a shattered mess or cracked ribs and depression pills.

It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s all the blood in the sink. It’s the night that I spent 12 hours in the emergency room waiting to see if my sister was going to be okay, after the boy she loved, told her he didn’t love her anymore. It’s the crying, and the fluorescent lights, and white sneakers and pale faces and shaky breaths and blood. So much blood.

It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s the time that I had to stay up for two days straight with my best friend while she cried and shrieked and threw up on my bedroom floor because her boyfriend fucked his ex. I swear to god she still has tear streaks stained onto her cheeks. I think when you love someone, it never really goes away.

It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s the six weeks we had a substitute in English because our teacher was getting divorced and couldn’t handle getting out of bed. When she came back she was smiling. But her hands shook so hard when she held her coffee, you could see that something was broken inside. And sometimes when things break, you can’t fix them. Nothing ever goes back to how it was. I got an A in English that year. I think her head was always spinning too hard to read any essays.

It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s that I do.

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— 7 hours ago with 39214 notes
#quote 

alchemists:

moment of silence for all my wasted potential

(via standupandkeepgoing)

— 19 hours ago with 262446 notes

snapchatting:

have u ever seen a really attractive person and just really wished u hadn’t

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— 19 hours ago with 131033 notes
"Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and living alone won’t either, for solitude will also break you with its yearning. You have to love. You have to feel. It is the reason you are here on earth. You are here to risk your heart. You are here to be swallowed up. And when it happens that you are broken, or betrayed, or left, or hurt, or death brushes near, let yourself sit by an apple tree and listen to the apples falling all around you in heaps, wasting their sweetness. Tell yourself you tasted as many as you could."
Louise Erdrich, The Painted Drum LP  (via les-pauvres)

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— 20 hours ago with 3877 notes
#quote 

potterbird:

Daniel Radcliffe's acceptance speech for the Man of the Year Glamour Award, 2013. (x)

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— 20 hours ago with 21208 notes
johnlockandthedoctorsblog:

hopel3ssly:

riarai:

Everyone always talks about hazel and augustus but people rarely appreciate the beautiful friendship between isaac and augustus.

this makes me so sad

This was my favourite bit okay because it showed how much it was affecting isaac too and aww okay

johnlockandthedoctorsblog:

hopel3ssly:

riarai:

Everyone always talks about hazel and augustus but people rarely appreciate the beautiful friendship between isaac and augustus.

this makes me so sad

This was my favourite bit okay because it showed how much it was affecting isaac too and aww okay

(Source: patrick-or-nothing, via standupandkeepgoing)

— 21 hours ago with 166233 notes

connor-sexonlegswithahat-temple:

satanic-homosexual:

Ive been waiting for photo set for like 6483 years

FINALLY. 

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— 22 hours ago with 230403 notes
"The master has failed more times than the beginner has even tried."

Stephen McCranie (via aestheticintrovert)

OooFIJdif

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— 1 day ago with 19713 notes
#quote 
"Ignoring your passion is slow suicide. Never ignore what your heart pumps for. Mold your career around your lifestyle not your lifestyle around your career."
— 1 day ago with 2850 notes

Eigenheard of sheep?

Q:What do you call a young eigensheep?
A:A lamb, duh.
— 1 day ago with 2 notes
#omg eugene