Just like any other teenager with his own trauma to deal with.
Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
My Cover of The Only Exception - Paramore (by SavannahJett)
A good friend of mine is starting a YouTube channel! She’s a singer. :) She’s good, too so everyone has to go check her out because I’m making you. You have no where else to go.
Has anyone given this man a medal yet?
pwned.
Johnny has a way of making basic logical premises sound incredibly witty and catchy, and I need to learn his ways.
Reblogging for the gif.
Everyone should follow Johnny. and yes, that gif is amazing.
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TheCapitol.PN
I’m officially a member of #District12PN. Become a citizen today. The 74th Hunger Games is coming March 23. http://TheCapitol.PN
REBLOG AND THEN CLICK ON THE PICTURE. wait for 5 sec, and press skip. USE YOUR WEBCAM OR NOT.
This is the most wondrous thing. I have turned off all of my lights and I’m sat under my duvet like a secret pioneer into this fantastic little world that I can’t stop watching.
Genuinely one of the coolest things I’ve come across on here.
Ok this is amazing
I spent like 20 minutes just watching it.
omg i dont reblog stuff but fhdbsjfhdbshjfs this needs to be on my tumblr omg //stares
Omfg, yes. It’s back!
so cool
I’ll just reblog this again.
INCREDIBLE
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“I’m sorry, but I don’t want to be an emperor. That’s not my business. I don’t want to rule or conquer anyone. I should like to help everyone if possible; Jew, Gentile, black man, white. We all want to help one another. Human beings are like that. We want to live by each other’s happiness, not by each other’s misery. We don’t want to hate and despise one another. In this world there is room for everyone, and the good earth is rich and can provide for everyone. The way of life can be free and beautiful, but we have lost the way. Greed has poisoned men’s souls, has barricaded the world with hate, has goose-stepped us into misery and bloodshed.
We have developed speed, but we have shut ourselves in. Machinery that gives abundance has left us in want. Our knowledge as made us cynical; our cleverness, hard and unkind. We think too much and feel too little. More than machinery, we need humanity. More than cleverness, we need kindness and gentleness. Without these qualities, life will be violent and all will be lost. The airplane and the radio have brought us closer together. The very nature of these inventions cries out for the goodness in men; cries out for universal brotherhood; for the unity of us all.
Even now my voice is reaching millions throughout the world, millions of despairing men, women, and little children, victims of a system that makes men torture and imprison innocent people. To those who can hear me, I say, do not despair. The misery that is now upon us is but the passing of greed, the bitterness of men who fear the way of human progress. The hate of men will pass, and dictators die, and the power they took from the people will return to the people. And so long as men die, liberty will never perish.
Soldiers! Don’t give yourselves to brutes, men who despise you, enslave you; who regiment your lives, tell you what to do, what to think and what to feel! Who drill you, diet you, treat you like cattle, use you as cannon fodder. Don’t give yourselves to these unnatural men – machine men with machine minds and machine hearts! You are not machines, you are not cattle, you are men! You have the love of humanity in your hearts! You don’t hate! Only the unloved hate; the unloved and the unnatural. Soldiers! Don’t fight for slavery! Fight for liberty!
In the seventeenth chapter of St. Luke, it is written that the kingdom of God is within man, not one man nor a group of men, but in all men! In you! You, the people, have the power, the power to create machines, the power to create happiness! You, the people, have the power to make this life free and beautiful, to make this life a wonderful adventure. Then in the name of democracy, let us use that power. Let us all unite. Let us fight for a new world, a decent world that will give men a chance to work, that will give youth a future and old age a security.
By the promise of these things, brutes have risen to power. But they lie! They do not fulfill that promise. They never will! Dictators free themselves but they enslave the people. Now let us fight to fulfill that promise. Let us fight to free the world! To do away with national barriers! To do away with greed, with hate and intolerance! Let us fight for a world of reason, a world where science and progress will lead to all men’s happiness. Soldiers, in the name of democracy, let us all unite!”
Charlie Chaplin - :)
Black Bricks
I shouldn’t care…about what other people think. I shouldn’t, but I do. I wish I didn’t. It would make life easier. I don’t know why I let things get to me.
This is the familiar feeling I have when I worry. I tell myself to not care, but, it’s all I end up thinking about. It doesn’t go away. It lingers. I try to repress it. Make it go away.
I fail. I fail every time.
Its times like these that make me wonder why people are the way they are.
Cruel.
Unforgiving.
Almost Evil.
It makes me wonder why people do the things they do. They almost don’t care to stop and think about what they’re doing. What the consequences are. What effect it has on others. This is coming from someone who effects and has been effected by other peoples choices, not just my own.
Everyone has evil inside of them. Some peoples are more prominent than others. Those are the people who use their evil more often. Sometimes, you can use your evil without knowing it. It has different effects on different people. One person may find joy in using it. Another will hate it so much that they never want to use it again.
But, sometimes you have to. You have to use evil to protect yourself.
Imagine a wall. A cylindrical wall surrounding yourself. Now look at the bricks. Some are red, some are black, and then there are holes that allow you to see out. You choose how and if to build this wall. You control how high it goes, how wide it is. The red bricks represent neutral memories. They are neither negative nor positive. The black bricks represent the negativity in your life. They make the hole you’re in darker. The holes are the positivity and they allow you to see outside. They allow you to let things out, bring things in.
My wall is mostly red bricks with black splotches spread randomly. There are holes, but they are high above me. I have to climb to reach them. But, sometimes the black bricks hold me back. They make me slip and fall. I have to try really hard to reach past my impurities and let things in or out.
What does your wall look like?
Does music count?
