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Sister: Is that how it's spelled? I've never heard it spelled out before.

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Listen, you are all young and to that extent do not know a lot about this world. I am still young and barely know anything truly. I want you to remember that you guys are all humans, as we all are, and are in a place, that we have all been. You need to remember that you are a person with incredible ideas about this world, so do not stop asking questions. You were all my little homies, and I know I learned from you guys as you may have learned from me.

Cameron Perkins ( 12.19.17)

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Perhaps the greatest faculty our minds possess is the ability to cope with pain. Classic thinking teaches us of the four doors of the mind, which everyone moves through according to their need. First is the door of sleep. Sleep offers us a retreat from the world and all its pain. Sleep marks passing time, giving us distance from the things that have hurt us. When a person is wounded they will often fall unconscious. Similarly, someone who hears traumatic news will often swoon or faint. This is the mind’s way of protecting itself from pain by stepping through the first door. Second is the door of forgetting. Some wounds are too deep to heal, or too deep to heal quickly. In addition, many memories are simply painful, and there is no healing to be done. The saying ‘time heals all wounds’ is false. Time heals most wounds. The rest are hidden behind this door. Third is the door of madness. There are times when the mind is dealt such a blow it hides itself in insanity. While this may not seem beneficial, it is. There are times when reality is nothing but pain, and to escape that pain the mind must leave reality behind. Last is the door of death. The final resort. Nothing can hurt us after we are dead, or so we have been told.

The Name of the Wind by Patrick Rothfuss (via quotewithasource)

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I seriously love meese. (I know that’s not the proper plural of moose, it’s just an inside joke with one of my best friends) Today I thought for a bit and realized; when I die, I will be reincarnated as a moose. I can feel it in my bones. Some people remember past lives, and apparently I can feel my next life. Who knew, right?

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Spam of bored nerdiness.

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Sister: Tell me a blonde joke!

Mom: I don't want to have to repeat it that many times.

Sister: What?

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I’m a bit of a Potterhead. What house are the rest of you in? ⚡️

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Where dinosaurs came from.

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Blossoming Mind by NerdyShea

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Dueling Horses by NerdyShea

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Found this picture of a chalk drawing I did on my Gram’s porch last year.

-NerdyShea

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Dad: What's the first thing you do when you get in the drivers side of the car?

Me: Close the door.

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Faerie Outline by NerdyShea