if you use my colored pencils you better put them back in rainbow order
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Gabriel García Márquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude (via larmoyante)
It’s enough for me to be sure that you and I exist at this moment.
You know what? I’m going to do an experiment.
I’m going to leave this track here, completely unmarked, and tag it with everything I can. If you like it, reblog it, give it some notes. If you don’t, ignore it and move on with your life. I’ll tag it with a bunch of fandoms, so people can hear it.
Just out of curiosity. Press play and see what happens.
I’ll give you one hint: I consider it beautiful.
(via nextstop-happiness)
| me: | hush little laptop dont you cry mommas gonna find you some more wifi |
| night before school: | i want to look attractive tomorrow |
| morning of school: | nevermind |
So, why does time fly by as you get older? When you are younger, you have more novel, new experiences. You see your mother for the first time. You learn your first language. Everything around you is new information. When the brain puts together these new details, they seem slower when you look back on them. When you age, your understanding of the world is larger. But because you are constantly surrounded by the usual family, school and experiences, details aren’t taken in so intricately. This makes entire days seem like fleeting moments!
According to this psychological diagram, if you turned 80 - looking back, the middle of your life will appear to be your 20’s!
Moral of the story: Do something new every day to make your life seem longer and richer.
Please don’t change the source, guys
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| me: | hey |
| in my mind: | omg did i really just send that, what if i'm annoying them, i really should stop, they hate me, omg i'm so embarrassed |
