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Reblog this and money will be entering your life this week

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My friend sent me this after she won 3000 dollars off a scratch off. Reblog so that you can have good luck too

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For what is wrong there will be repercussions and pain to the convicted, for which it was not a sin but a wrongly path taken, tears will be shred and guilt will be felt

PMGB

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Reblog if you think Donald Trump should be the first man on the Sun.

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You have been visited by the money cat He only appears once every July 22nd

This guardian of the money ether may give you some of his hard earned riches. You reblog, He decides.

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Fuck. This hurts.

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“Let’s face it - English is a crazy language. There is no egg in eggplant nor ham in hamburger; neither apple nor pine in pineapple. English muffins weren’t invented in England or French fries in France. Sweetmeats are candies while sweetbreads, which aren’t sweet, are meat. We take English for granted. But if we explore its paradoxes, we find that quicksand can work slowly, boxing rings are square and a guinea pig is neither from Guinea nor is it a pig. And why is it that writers write but fingers don’t fing, grocers don’t groce and hammers don’t ham? If the plural of tooth is teeth, why isn’t the plural of booth beeth? One goose, 2 geese. So one moose, 2 meese? One index, 2 indices? Doesn’t it seem crazy that you can make amends but not one amend? If you have a bunch of odds and ends and get rid of all but one of them, what do you call it? If teachers taught, why didn’t preachers praught? If a vegetarian eats vegetables, what does a humanitarian eat? In what language do people recite at a play and play at a recital? Ship by truck and send cargo by ship? Have noses that run and feet that smell? How can a slim chance and a fat chance be the same, while a wise man and a wise guy are opposites? You have to marvel at the unique lunacy of a language in which your house can burn up as it burns down, in which you fill in a form by filling it out and in which an alarm goes off by going on. English was invented by people, not computers, and it reflects the creativity of the human race (which, of course, isn’t a race at all). That is why, when the stars are out, they are visible, but when the lights are out, they are invisible.”

— (via be-killed)

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Am I the only supreme idiot that does this? Ending feeling depressed, like shit, with a pit on the stomach and thinking that I have to be better? Maybe I am not the only one that has done it but maybe I’m the only one that keeps coming back and doing it without reason… why am I doing this to myself?

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If one day I'm not in this world anymore I don't want anybody to suffer.

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Memories

People say to cherish your memories, you really should do so, they are sometimes the things that keep you going, the things that say “everything will be alright, keep yourself together, this wonderful memory may happen again soon”, these memories are part of you, these memories make you who you are now, these memories are sometimes the escape from reality you need, the sudden smile before falling asleep, the staring at the nothingness in moments of silence, the alone talks out of nowhere, they are things that sometimes make your days a bit better, that make you look forward to the next day, that make you hope… sometimes you just need a memory

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Even if I say something you won't believe me, you think you're shit while I'm sure you are an angel, your dad makes you like this and I try to calm you down but I can't do much, I'm useless even if I was there right by your side, and I can't say anything, I don't know what to say, I wish you could stop wishing you were dead, I wish you could see how I see you so you could believe me but you can't and no matter what I say, what I do it'll never be enough, I'm saying these things by texts, he's right there, near you making you feel like this, you don't know how much it pains me to see you like this I wish I could go to you, I wish I could be there, but that's all I can do, wish, wish and hope that when this pass you'll be still alive, still alive to keep fighting like you said you would, you don't have any idea of what is happening inside my head, I seriously wish and hope you'll be better when you wake up tomorrow, maybe I'll see you soon, maybe not, but if I do I'll take the chance to be with you to make you feel love, to make you believe what I believe

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It’s funny how the things I’m more scared of seem to be happening and I don’t know what I should do so I just stay quiet and don’t do anything while in my head I’m a complete mess

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If I'm going to die someday why can't it be today? Why can't I just die already? Why can't I just stop thinking about what would happen to the people that care about me after I'm gone and just go?

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In these kind of moments I wish I could have stayed quiet and just dissapear quietly from this world, I'm better off dead