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my hidden talents include romanticising everything, oversharing, crying, and overthinking 

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While I don’t think all animal culling is necessarily ‘evil’ and I can understand why it’s needed in certain situations, I’m pretty much 100% against shark culling. Shark culling (especially in Australia) has literally no purpose other then it being a strange revenge and fear-filled witch hunt.

Shark culls don’t actually reduce the number of shark attacks (which are so tiny to begin with). Here’s the 2017 shark attack report and there was only 1 death out of the 19 reported attacks. With 7 being uninjured and 11 being injured. 

So not only do they not reduce shark attacks (which are low to begin with) but most of the time the actual shark that attacked isn’t the one that ends up getting hunted down and killed. 

 There’s also a bunch of solutions to defer shark attacks for surfers (which are the main people who at attacked because they get mistaken for seals). Like these wetsuits and boards that distrust the way the shark sees the surfers. 

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Star Tribune, Minneapolis, Minnesota, November 16, 1915

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“I love deep talks. Like, hell yeah, tell me about why you’d prefer to talk to your mom rather than your dad. Tell me about your favourite lyrics in the songs you listen to everyday and why they’re your favourite. Tell me about the dog you had when you were growing up and how he was your best friend. Tell me about what kind of books you like to read when you’re alone in your room. Tell me about the things you think about right before you fall asleep. Tell me anything and everything.”

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“Stop walking through the world looking for confirmation that you don’t belong. You will always find it because you’ve made that your mission. Stop scouring people’s faces for evidence that you’re not enough. You will always find it because you’ve made that your goal. True belonging and self-worth are not goods; we don’t negotiate their value with the world. The truth about who we are lives in our hearts. Our call to courage is to protect our wild heart against constant evaluation, especially our own. No one belongs here more than you.”

— Brene Brown (Braving the Wilderness)

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“People will stab you, and then get offended, saying you have no right to bleed.”

— Eliot Knight

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“Lately I’ve been thinking about who I want to love, and how I want to love, and why I want to love the way I want to love, and what I need to learn to love that way, and who I need to become to become the kind of love I want to be…and when I break it all down, when I whittle it into a single breath, it essentially comes out like this: Before I die, I want to be somebody’s favorite hiding place, the place they can put everything they know they need to survive, every secret, every solitude, every nervous prayer, and be absolutely certain I will keep it safe. I will keep it safe.”

— Andrea Gibson

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Watsky - Tiny Glowing Screens Pt. 2

There’s 7 billion 46 million people on the planet And most of us have the audacity to think we matter Hey, you hear the one about the comedian who croaked? Someone stabbed him in the heart, just a little poke But he keeled over ‘cause he went into battle wearing chain mail made of jokes Hey, you hear the one about the screenwriter who passed away? He was giving elevator pitches and the elevator got stuck halfway He ended up eating smushed sandwiches they pushed through a crack in the door And repeating the same crappy screenplay idea about talking dogs ‘til his last day Hey, you hear the one about the fisherman who passed? He didn’t jump off that ledge He just stepped out into the air and pulled the ground up towards him really fast Like he was pitching a line and went fishing for concrete The earth is a drum and he’s hitting it on beat The reason there’s smog in Los Angeles is ‘cause if we could see the stars If we could see the context of the universe in which we exist And we could see how small each one of us is Against the vastness of what we don’t know No one would ever audition for a McDonalds commercial again And then where would we be? No frozen dinners and no TV And is that a world we want to text in? Either someone just microwaved popcorn Or I hear the sound of a thousand people pulling their heads out of their asses in rapid succession The people are hunched over in Boston They’re starting app stores and screen printing companies in San Francisco They’re grinning in Los Angeles like they’ve got fishhooks in the corners of their mouth But don’t paint me like the good guy ‘cause every time I write I get to choose the angle that you view me and select the nicest light You wouldn’t respect me if you heard the typewriter chatter tap tap Tapping through my mind at night The same stupid tape loop of old sitcom dialogue And tattered memories of a girl I got to grind on in high school Filed carefully on rice paper My heart is a colored pencil But my brain is an eraser I don’t want a real girl, I want to trace her from a catalogue Truth be told I’m unlikely to hold you down Cause my soul is a crowded subway train And people keep deciding to get on the next one that rolls through town I’m joining a false movement in San Francisco I’m frowning and hunched over in Boston I’m smiling in Los Angeles like I’ve got fishhooks in the corners of my mouth And I’m celebrating on weekends Because there are 7 billion 47 million people on the planet And I have the audacity to think I matter I know it’s a lie but I prefer it to the alternative Because I’ve got a tourniquet tied at my elbow / I’ve got A blunt wrap filled with compliments and I’m burnin it You say to go to sleep but I been bouncing off my bedroom walls since I was hecka small We’re every age at once and tucked inside ourselves like Russian nesting dolls My mother is an 8 year old girl My grandson is a 74 year old retiree whose kidneys just failed And that’s the glue between me and you That’s the screws and nails We live in a house made of each other And if that sounds strange that’s because it is Someone please freeze time so I can run around turning everyone’s pockets inside out And remember, you didn’t see shit

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i don’t care where you’ve been, how many miles, i still love you

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Man Overboard: I miss my girlfriend.

The Story So Far: I hate my girlfriend.

Neck Deep: I hate my girlfriend even more.

New Found Glory: I miss my girlfriend, but I love my friends.

Chunk! No, Captain Chunk!: My girlfriend doesn't realize the importance of having friends.

Motion City Soundtrack: I miss my girlfriend so I'm gonna self-medicate by drinking this bottle of Jack Daniels...

State Champs: My girlfriend doesn't know a damn thing about me.

Four Year Strong: Who cares if I don't have a girlfriend? I'm gonna rise up and prevail anyway, also where's the pizza?

Green Day: I really fucking hate the government, so I dumped my girlfriend.

All Time Low: I've lost track of how many girlfriends I've had in the past year, also I'm covered in bras for some reason.

Real Friends: My girlfriend didn't appreciate my sleepy eyes and bony knees, so she dumped me.

Saves The Day: I wrote a 600 word essay on why I can't get a girlfriend.

Say Anything: I wrote a 1200 word essay on why I can't get a girlfriend.

Brand New: I wrote my masters thesis on why I miss my girlfriend and can never get over her.

Yellowcard: My girlfriend gave me PTSD.

Joyce Manor: My girlfriend left me because I didn't last that long in bed.

Tigers Jaw: Man, fuck having a girlfriend, what's the point?

Sum 41: I act as if I don't want a girlfriend, but I'm secretly very lonely and dislike being single.

The Wonder Years: I don't have a girlfriend, but I really hate my town.

A Day To Remember: I hate my girlfriend AND my town.

Blink-182: I fucked ur girlfriend in the ass, lol.

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molly - lil dicky ft. brendon urie

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There’s 7 billion people on the planet. You might be lucky enough to bump into the one person you wanna spend the rest of your life with.

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If only all sea kittens were electric blue!

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“Our stories are not meant for everyone. Hearing them is a privilege, and we should always ask ourselves this before we share: “Who has earned the right to hear my story?””

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Brene Brown

This is quite possibly one of the most important things I have ever learned. 

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the most exciting part of meeting and liking someone new is getting to know them. not simply just as a friend or potential partner but as a person period. Learning about the weird shit they do, learning about their upbringing and favorite candies..everything that makes them who they are basically.