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The Road Not Taken

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

Robert Frost (via feellng)
The difference between genius and stupidity is; genius has its limits.
Albert Einstein (via feellng)
A woman is not written in braille, you don’t have to touch her to know her.

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I will reblog this every single time

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This is so fucking awesome

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permanent vacation

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Imperfection is beauty, madness is genius and it’s better to be absolutely ridiculous than absolutely boring.
Marilyn Monroe (via feellng)
My thought is me: that is why I can’t stop. I exist by what I think .. and I can’t prevent myself from thinking. At this very moment – this is terrible – if I exist, it is because I hate existing. It is I, it is I who pull myself from the nothingness to which I aspire: hatred and disgust for existence are just so many ways of making me exist, of thrusting me into existence.
Jean-Paul Sartre, Nausea (via teenager90s)
You may not be her first, her last, or her only. She loved before she may love again. But if she loves you now, what else matters? She’s not perfect—you aren’t either, and the two of you may never be perfect together but if she can make you laugh, cause you to think twice, and admit to being human and making mistakes, hold onto her and give her the most you can. She may not be thinking about you every second of the day, but she will give you a part of her that she knows you can break—her heart. So don’t hurt her, don’t change her, don’t analyze and don’t expect more than she can give. Smile when she makes you happy, let her know when she makes you mad, and miss her when she’s not there.
Bob Marley (via feellng)

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lizziefaguire:

YOU KNOW WHAT REALLY IRKS ME ABOUT AUSTRALIANS

THEY CALL MCDONALDS “MACCAS” 

WHY

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you drongos dont understand ok. we go to the servo for fuel, we go to maccas for burgers and we go to the bottle-o for grog.

Wait, what the hell is grog?

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benfoldsone:

okaysizedbangtheory:

you done it

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benfoldsone:

okaysizedbangtheory:

you done it

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skittleoakley:

Daughter tells her Dad he’s going to be a Grandpa [x]