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rosalarian:

Angelina Jolie had a double mastectomy, in case you hadn’t heard. How dare she remove those ticking time bombs from her chest, amiright? Like, hasn’t she learned by now that her body is public domain and we all get to vote on what she does with it? Sheesh, how selfish can ya get.

This…this is perfect. THANK YOU. What she did was incredibly brave, and she should be praised for that. For showing women they have a choice. The backlash from this has been utterly despicable.

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beben-eleben:

There once was a young boy with a very bad temper. The boy’s father wanted to teach him a lesson, so he gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper he must hammer a nail into their wooden fence.
On the first day of this lesson, the little boy had driven 37 nails into the fence. He was really mad!
Over the course of the next few weeks, the little boy began to control his temper, so the number of nails that were hammered into the fence dramatically decreased.
It wasn’t long before the little boy discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence.
Then, the day finally came when the little boy didn’t lose his temper even once, and he became so proud of himself, he couldn’t wait to tell his father.
Pleased, his father suggested that he now pull out one nail for each day that he could hold his temper.
Several weeks went by and the day finally came when the young boy was able to tell his father that all the nails were gone.
Very gently, the father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence.
“You have done very well, my son,” he smiled, “but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same.”
The little boy listened carefully as his father continued to speak.
“When you say things in anger, they leave permanent scars just like these. And no matter how many times you say you’re sorry, the wounds will still be there.”

shutupaubrey:

team “i wore this yesterday but i’m going to a different place so it doesn’t matter”

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Death.

I remember when I was little and I thought we were allowed to determine when we wanted to die.

It still puzzles me how life can be so damn short. One day, someone’s here and the next they’re not.

I honestly never knew how it felt to lose someone so close till three months back.

So I last saw my friend, Debbie Akosua Benaye on the 31st of December 2012. Boy, wasnt I excited to see her. I hadn’t seen her in like 8 months. Okay, so we talked about how she was gonna come for homecoming and all. Then…18 days later, D.E.A.D. Gone. Just.Like.That. I was devastated. I still believe she’s out there somewhere, watching over her loved ones. Akosua, wherever you are, know that we love you and we’re praying for you each day. R.I.P

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