Vita Pergit

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"You meet somebody and you fall in love, and you do everything for them. They’re everything. You just..."

Thu, 23 May 2013 05:15:10 -0400

“You meet somebody and you fall in love, and you do everything for them. They’re everything. You just want them to want you.”

- Tegan Quin (via durianquotes)

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Thu, 23 May 2013 05:14:31 -0400

j-a-im-e: typical: A psychologist walked around a room while...

Wed, 22 May 2013 03:19:23 -0400

j-a-im-e:

typical:

A psychologist walked around a room while teaching stress management to an audience. As she raised a glass of water, everyone expected they’d be asked the “half empty or half full” question. Instead, with a smile on her face, she inquired: “How heavy is this glass of water?”

Answers called out ranged from 8 oz. to 20 oz.

She replied, “The absolute weight doesn’t matter. It depends on how long I hold it. If I hold it for a minute, it’s not a problem. If I hold it for an hour, I’ll have an ache in my arm. If I hold it for a day, my arm will feel numb and paralyzed. In each case, the weight of the glass doesn’t change, but the longer I hold it, the heavier it becomes.” She continued, “The stresses and worries in life are like that glass of water. Think about them for a while and nothing happens. Think about them a bit longer and they begin to hurt. And if you think about them all day long, you will feel paralyzed – incapable of doing anything.”

It’s important to remember to let go of your stresses. As early in the evening as you can, put all your burdens down. Don’t carry them through the evening and into the night. Remember to put the glass down!

I think this just changed my life.

And this is why Psychology is my major.

Shit this is awesome

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Wed, 22 May 2013 03:18:34 -0400

"I am a hard person to love but when I love, I love really hard."

Wed, 22 May 2013 03:18:04 -0400

“I am a hard person to love but when I love, I love really hard.”

- Tupac Shakur (via ruthless-villain)

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Wed, 22 May 2013 03:17:02 -0400

psych-facts: More here

Wed, 22 May 2013 03:16:56 -0400

psych-facts:

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#Herbalife seriously the best decision I ever made. Happy to...

Tue, 21 May 2013 00:56:50 -0400

#Herbalife seriously the best decision I ever made. Happy to join the Herbalife SD team :) thanks @mxchellen, hands down best health coach ever 😘

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Squeaky clean. Hehe, a couple that cleans their cars together...

Sun, 19 May 2013 23:28:08 -0400

Squeaky clean. Hehe, a couple that cleans their cars together stays together 😜 Stella & Kristi ❤@mellinox #toyota #scion #frs #subaru #wrx #sti

😘👱 he makes me the happiest :)

Sun, 19 May 2013 02:33:35 -0400

😘👱 he makes me the happiest :)

"I want you to bite my lip until I can no longer speak And then suck my ex girlfriend’s name out of..."

Sat, 18 May 2013 18:40:56 -0400

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I want you to bite my lip until I can no longer speak
And then suck my ex girlfriend’s name out of my mouth just to make sure she never comes up in our conversations.
I’m going to be honest, I’m not really a love poet
In fact, every time I try to write about love my hands cramp… just to show me how painful love can be.
And sometimes my pencils break, just to prove to me that every now and then love takes a little more work than you planned
See I heard that love is blind so, I write all my poems in Braille
And my poems are never actually finished because true love is endless.
I always believed that real love is kind of like a super model before she’s air brushed;
It’s pure and imperfect, just the way that God intended.
See I’m going to be honest, I’m not a love poet
But if I was to wake up tomorrow morning and decide that I really wanted to write about love I swear that my first poem…
It would be about you.

About how I loved you the same way that I learned how to ride a bike: Scared
But reckless with no training wheels or elbow pads so my scars can tell the story of how I fell for you.
You see, I’m not really a love poet
But if I was I’d write about how I see your face in every cloud and your reflection in every window
You see I’ve written like a million poems hoping that somehow maybe someway you’ll jump out of the page and be closer to me
Because if you were here, right now
I would massage your back until your skin sings songs that your lips don’t even know the words to.

Until your heartbeat sounds like my last name and you smile like the Pacific ocean
I want to drink the sunlight in your skin.
If I was a love poet
I’d write about how you have the audacity to be beautiful
Even on days when everything around you is ugly
You see I’d write about your eyelashes and how they are like violin strings that play symphonies every time you blink.

If I was a love poet
I’d write about how I melt in front of you like an ice sculpture
Every time I hear the vibration in your voice so whenever I see your name on the caller ID my heart
It plays hop scotch inside of my chest.
Yo it climbs on to my ribs like monkey bars and I feel like a child all over again.
I know this sounds strange but every now and then I pray that God somehow turns you back into one of my ribs…
Just so that I would never have to spend an entire day without you.

I swear, I’m not a love poet
But if I was to wake up tomorrow morning and decide that I really wanted to write about love
My first poem it would be about you
And after all of that she was like, so how do you feel about me?
And I said, put it like this:
I want to be your ex boyfriend’s stunt man. I want to do everything that he never had the courage to do like… trust you.

I swear that when our lips touch I can taste the next sixty years of my life.
And some days I want to swallow stacks of your pictures just so you can be a part of me for a little bit longer.
If I could I would sample your smile and then I would let my heart beat
Do the bass line, we would create the greatest love song of all time
Whenever, we stand next to each other, love I was the only one made for you and you can be at last my Etta James
I’ll be oh child when you’re in pain or you could be candy coated drops of rain
Even though it never rains in Southern California
And together, we could be music.

And when my friends ask if you’re my girlfriend
I’ll say no.
She is my musician
And me… I’m her favorite song.

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- Rudy Francisco, “Love Poem Medley” (via 36974)

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Curiousity KILLED THE CAT.

Wed, 15 May 2013 13:34:50 -0400

Well I mean if you’re going to message my boyfriend your number over Facebook and ask him to invite you over and shit at least be discrete about it. Oh wait, you were, it’s just my boyfriend wasn’t and showed me exactly everything you said and all the homies think you’re trying way too hard and That you’re fucking annoying. Maybe next time you try to give a guy who is already taken your number you should make sure to be smart and not give your number in the first place. Cuz now
I bet you’re a little psycho checking your phone every time it rings thinking it’s him when it’s not. Stupid hoe.

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Mon, 13 May 2013 13:26:34 -0400

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