Matt & Kim - Good Ol’ Fashion Nightmare
One time, when I was in 7th grade, I told everybody at school that I had appendicitis; I wanted someone to worry about me. But, when Beth Brennan asked to see the scar, I didn’t wanna get found out so, I took mom’s scissors and I made one. It hurt like hell. But it was worth it because I got 17 cards, and I still keep them in a box underneath my bed 22 years later because it proves that someone, at some point, cared about me. - Jeff Winger
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Laughter in Kibera | Nairobi, Kenya. Photography by mollyinkenya.
Mountains Beyond Mountains — Tracy Kidder tells the story of Dr. Paul Farmer
“The idea that some lives matter less is the root of all that’s wrong with the world.”
This is the book that started it all for me…
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Don’t be afraid to be a fool. Remember, you cannot be both young and wise. Young people who pretend to be wise to the ways of the world are mostly just cynics. Cynicism masquerades as wisdom, but it is the farthest thing from it. Because cynics don’t learn anything. Because cynicism is a self-imposed blindness, a rejection of the world because we are afraid it will hurt us or disappoint us. Cynics always say no. But saying yes begins things. Saying yes is how things grow. Saying yes leads to knowledge. “Yes” is for young people. So for as long as you have the strength to, say yes.
Stephen Colbert (via emotional-algebra)
the little ones- lovers who uncover
If you don’t wake up and the truth never comes up
We will never have our old way; we will never have a right of way
Oh no!
I’m determined to do something great. It would be awful to suffer so much and never achieve anything.
This is perfection.
If you ever want to shut me up, let me ride shotgun, turn the music up, wind down the windows and drive me down a dark road under a starry sky.
This is when I’m at my best.
I have a passionate love affair with the way the world looks from a moving vehicle.
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Really too late to call,
So we wait for; morning to wake you
Is all we got
To know me as hardly golden
Is to know me all wrong, they warn.
At every occasion, I’ll be ready for the funeral
