You cannot hate your body, it is allowing you to wake, breathe, sleep and allowing you to live another day. You cannot get frustrated with your body because it won’t let you get into your favourite dress straight away, all it cared about this morning was making sure it was able to pump blood in order to keep you alive. Once you understand, befriend and love what your body does, only then you will lose the stress and frustration and your body will start to understand YOU and do extra because YOU are doing that little bit more.
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| — | (via healthconsciousness) |
As a man I’m flesh and blood I can be ignored I can be destroyed but as a symbol, as a symbol I can be incorruptible, I can be everlasting.
Father’s Day 2013
Today I am really missing my Dad. I didn’t expect for it to hit me so hard but finding pictures of us together and remembering what an awesome guy he was makes me miss him even more than I do. He was a really amazing dad. He not only accepted all my weirdness but encouraged it. He loved that none of his kids were normal boring kids. We are all so different and unique and he was really proud of that. He was kind and loyal and really great with meltdowns. He could calm all of us down with just a few words. Later in our relationship he was funny and shared music and books with me. He instilled a great love of westerns, folk music and classic rock and a love of reading. He taught me to be brave and strong but if I fell apart that was okay too. He was the best and I didn’t see that til he was gone. My anger and pride prevented me from remembering all the times he went above and beyond for me and my family. And after he was gone all I had was my anger, a big pile of bullshit that makes you hate yourself. I’ve learned to stop holding grudges and let go of my anger because of this but regret is a son of a bitch and will leave you with a broken heart.
So today on Father’s Day when I am missing him so much and having a full on sob fest I want to say I forgive him for his shortcomings and the things he did in life that made me angry or left me disappointed. He was a good father despite some of the choices and mistakes he made. I love him and if I could go back and just tell him that one more time I would.
Marry your best friend. I do not say that lightly. Really, truly find the strongest, happiest friendship in the person you fall in love with. Someone who speaks highly of you. Someone you can laugh with. The kind of laughs that make your belly ache, and your nose snort. The embarrassing, earnest, healing kind of laughs. Wit is important. Life is too short not to love someone who lets you be a fool with them. Make sure they are somebody who lets you cry, too. Despair will come. Find someone that you want to be there with you through those times. Most importantly, marry the one that makes passion, love, and madness combine and course through you. A love that will never dilute - even when the waters get deep, and dark.
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| — | N’tima (via artistsuffer) |
you are my sunshine
my only sunshine
you make me happy
when skies are gray
you’ll never know dear
how much i love you
please dont take
my sunshine away
Debbie Downer
Father’s Day is this weekend and if I am honest it is bumming me out. Father’s Day can be depressing after you lose your Dad, or at least it is for me. I am sure everyone who loses a parent (or anyone close to them) struggles with stuff like this but I feel especially sad this year. I even opted out of buying my very sweet father in law a card and asked if I could just sign the one Michael buys so I could avoid a teary scene at Hallmark. Every pin on pinterest with cute father’s day gift ideas is like a couple grains of sand in the wound and just now my Pandora played a very sad James Taylor song as if I wasn’t down low enough. It has been two years since my dad died but it will suck for the rest of my life. I will probably always hate stuff like this or have a hard time with it. I miss my dad every single day. I hate that he isn’t apart of my life anymore, I hate that he isn’t here.
Moving on has not been easy but what other choice do I have? So this year I will keep putting one foot in front of the other and by Monday Father’s Day will be over and that wound might not feel so fresh.
And whenever you are Old Man, Happy Father’s Day.
Jack was employed into service for the East India Trading Company and was given command of the Wicked Wench. However, after he set free a cargo of slaves, his employer, Cutler Beckett, had Jack branded as a pirate and the Wench set aflame and sunk. After failing to rescue the Wench, Sparrow struck a bargain with the ghostly captain of the Flying Dutchman, Davy Jones, to resurrect his beloved vessel. Jones returned the ship to Jack in near perfect condition except for the permanently charred hull. This prompted Jack to rename her the Black Pearl.
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Jack Sparrow just got way cooler.
BABE
Yo, this is why Norrington said he’s the “worst pirate I’ve ever heard of,” and then Jack followed it up with, “But you have heard of me.”
Because Jack was branded a Pirate because he freed people rather than stealing anything. So Norrington, with his sense of duty, knows that Jack has been branded a criminal for actively not being a terrible human being. Norrington is torn between his duty as a naval officer and knowing that Jack is right.
He freed exactly 100 people, that’s why his debt to Jones was 100 souls. Davy has a sick sense of irony after all. Jack freed 100 souls and as a consequence his ship got sunk. Now his ship has been raised and as a consequence, he has to enslave 100 souls. This explains his reluctance to actually pay back the debt.
I reblog this every damn time…
Gonna go home and watch all these movies tonight.
