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"It's A Sad and Beautiful World"
Still, God knows how much I _______ right now
Bob Marley on how to love a woman
“You may not be her first, her last, or her only. She loved before she may love again. But if she loves you now, what else matters? She’s not perfect - you aren’t either, and the two of you may never be perfect together but if she can make you laugh, cause you to think twice, and admit to being human and making mistakes, hold onto her and give her the most you can. She may not be thinking about you every second of the day, but she will give you a part of her that she knows you can break - her heart. So don’t hurt her, don’t change her, don’t analyze and don’t expect more than she can give. Smile when she makes you happy, let her know when she makes you mad, and miss her when she’s not there.”- Bob Marley
Submitted by face—the—strange
Still got a lot to learn
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Environmentality
There’s no saving the earth, but to save our own asses.
The earth will goes on, spinning like how it supposes to, with or without the global ‘warmth’.
It’ll heal itself like how it did with meteors, sunflares, selfquakes, and so on.
The only reason we’re doing this is because we are the one that’s being threatened. Our very own existence. Our survival.
Our own insecurities, of might not being able to get through the problem that we had cause ourselves.
I’m not saying being environmental-friendly is bullshit or bad or anything. It’s just that, it’s funny how we bragged that we do it for the earth. While the truth, as ugly as it is, is to save ourselves from the depth of extinction.
“When you mean love you mean big lightning bolt to the heart where you can’t eat and you can’t work and you just run off and get married and make babies. The reason you haven’t felt it is because it doesn’t exist. What you call love was invented by guys like me - to sell nylons.”
— DRPR, on ‘love’
“I hate to break it to you, but there is no big lie, there is no system, the universe is indifferent.”
