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Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms
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Brilliant.
go notes go.
yeah this deserves thousands of reblogs.
Hello sweet logic
This is so smart!
hello common sense.
I missed you. ;w;
never not reblog~
and I was beginning to think no one on tumblr had any sense
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Every day I need to drive 5 hours to go to Camp Half Blood
Panem is the other side of the world
I would have a house on the border of Wonderland and Labyrinth with a summer cottage in Narnia.
I would go to school at Hogwarts, then during the summer, go to Camp Half-Blood, sometimes maybe Holiday in Dreamland or Wonderland, and then tour Panem.
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-My best friend should not tell me, a fat woman, that “being fat is the worst thing a human being can be.”
-My best friend shouldn’t concern-troll me and tell me she’s “worried about my health” when my health issues have nothing to do with weight.
-My mother shouldn’t insist on choosing what I dress and refuse to let me, an adult, wear what I choose because it might not “fit right” or “look good/flattering” on me.
-My appearance is no one’s business but my own
Im going through the same thing, i have no idea what i want because of my family and the people around me. im told constantly by my mom and sisters and assholes that being fat is wrong, but i have no idea how i actual feel about my self because i have the thoughts of other people in my mind
I’m told to calm down when I become passionate about topics and issues that affect me. Also it’s okay for even my own friends to complain and become angry, but tell me to calm down when I do the same thing.