Sentiments from a sentimental

thisisthehorrorshow:

about to watch this documentary-dramatisation about John George Haigh and the acid bath murders in 1940. looks preeetty interesting.

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amythroughthelookingglass:

all I need to say right now is ‘wow’.

for so many different things:
feeling lucky, confused, amazed, hurt, and let down. It’s a strange thing having all these different emotions and having so much going on.

I’ve always believed in; ‘everything happens for a reason’ but I’m not sure what the reason is this time and why it’s happening. I guess time will tell…

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Bragging about how much you drank, how fucked up you were, how much pussy you got this past weekend, and how much you don’t care is not cute, or funny, or attractive. It makes you look like a fucking pig, which is what you are. So when you brag about it, just know that while you’re dragging on about all that crap listed above, I’m thinking of various ways to cause you incredible bodily harm. You’re a disgusting pig, grow up.

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perfectinmyownperfectway:

No one, and I mean no one deserves this.

don’t care if your a bieber, hipster, one direction, kardashian, janoskian blog. you all need to watch this and reblog it

this video deserves a billion notes so please stop scrolling, watch and reblog !

This should be on every blog. No one deserves this. I seriously cried, breaks my heart this goes on

If you don’t reblog this, you have no heart. NO ONE should have to go through extreme bullying

Forever reblog

): what the FUCK is wrong with the world. every single one of my followers should reblog this.

This hits so close to home. That boy was only 11 when he took his life. I can’t imagine losing my 11-year-old brother that way. It’s just so awful.

This made me cry. No one, really no one deserves to be treated like this. The fact that innocent childrenactually commit suicide (and this boy was only 11 years old!!!) because they’ve been bullied in school due to their appearance makes me feel so ashamed of some people that I just want to punch them in their stupid faces. Seriously, what the fuck is wrong with the world

In about 5 seconds this video had me in tears…No one deserves to be abused physically or verbally, to be humiliated and treated like they are scum that don’t deserve life. Telling them to kill themselves? I don’t understand what is wrong with people. I went through all of my high school years being treated this way and it’s not right. No one deserves to be put through all that pain, all because they enjoy it and find it funny….No screw that!

I am tired and now crying and I just can’t. :( watch this.

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cinderellainrubbershoes:

(compiled by Pamela Haag at BigThink)
Mamihlapinatapei (Yagan, an indigenous language of Tierra del Fuego): The wordless yet meaningful look shared by two people who desire to initiate something, but are both reluctant to start. Oh yes, this is an exquisite word, compressing a thrilling and scary relationship moment. It’s that delicious, cusp-y moment of imminent seduction. Neither of you has mustered the courage to make a move, yet. Hands haven’t been placed on knees; you’ve not kissed. But you’ve both conveyed enough to know that it will happen soon… very soon.
Yuanfen(Chinese): A relationship by fate or destiny. This is a complex concept. It draws on principles of predetermination in Chinese culture, which dictate relationships, encounters and affinities, mostly among lovers and friends.From what I glean, in common usage yuanfen means the “binding force” that links two people together in any relationship. But interestingly, “fate” isn’t the same thing as “destiny.” Even if lovers are fated to find each other they may not end up together. The proverb, “have fate without destiny,” describes couples who meet, but who don’t stay together, for whatever reason. It’s interesting, to distinguish in love between the fated and the destined. Romantic comedies, of course, confound the two.
Cafuné (Brazilian Portuguese): The act of tenderly running your fingers through someone’s hair.
Retrouvailles (French): The happiness of meeting again after a long time. This is such a basic concept, and so familiar to the growing ranks of commuter relationships, or to a relationship of lovers, who see each other only periodically for intense bursts of pleasure. I’m surprised we don’t have any equivalent word for this subset of relationship bliss. It’s a handy one for modern life.
Ilunga (Bantu): A person who is willing to forgive abuse the first time; tolerate it the second time, but never a third time.Apparently, in 2004, this word won the award as the world’s most difficult to translate. Although at first, I thought it did have a clear phrase equivalent in English: It’s the “three strikes and you’re out” policy. But ilunga conveys a subtler concept, because the feelings are different with each “strike.” The word elegantly conveys the progression toward intolerance, and the different shades of emotion that we feel at each stop along the way. Ilunga captures what I’ve described as the shade of gray complexity in marriages—Not abusive marriages, but marriages that involve infidelity, for example. We’ve got tolerance, within reason, and we’ve got gradations of tolerance, and for different reasons. And then, we have our limit. The English language to describe this state of limits and tolerance flattens out the complexity into black and white, or binary code. You put up with it, or you don’t. You “stick it out,” or not.Ilunga restores the gray scale, where many of us at least occasionally find ourselves in relationships, trying to love imperfect people who’ve failed us and whom we ourselves have failed.
La Douleur Exquise (French): The heart-wrenching pain of wanting someone you can’t have.When I came across this word I thought of “unrequited” love. It’s not quite the same, though. “Unrequited love” describes a relationship state, but not a state of mind. Unrequited love encompasses the lover who isn’t reciprocating, as well as the lover who desires. La douleur exquise gets at the emotional heartache, specifically, of being the one whose love is unreciprocated.
Koi No Yokan (Japanese): The sense upon first meeting a person that the two of you are going to fall into love. This is different than “love at first sight,” since it implies that you might have a sense of imminent love, somewhere down the road, without yet feeling it. The term captures the intimation of inevitable love in the future, rather than the instant attraction implied by love at first sight.
Ya’aburnee(Arabic): “You bury me.” It’s a declaration of one’s hope that they’ll die before another person, because of how difficult it would be to live without them.The online dictionary that lists this word calls it “morbid and beautiful.” It’s the “How Could I Live Without You?” slickly insincere cliché of dating, polished into a more earnest, poetic term.
Forelsket: (Norwegian): The euphoria you experience when you’re first falling in love.This is a wonderful term for that blissful state, when all your senses are acute for the beloved, the pins and needles thrill of the novelty. There’s a phrase in English for this, but it’s clunky. It’s “New Relationship Energy,” or NRE.
Saudade (Portuguese): The feeling of longing for someone that you love and is lost. Another linguist describes it as a “vague and constant desire for something that does not and probably cannot exist.”It’s interesting that saudade accommodates in one word the haunting desire for a lost love, or for an imaginary, impossible, never-to-be-experienced love. Whether the object has been lost or will never exist, it feels the same to the seeker, and leaves her in the same place: She has a desire with no future. Saudade doesn’t distinguish between a ghost, and a fantasy. Nor do our broken hearts, much of the time.

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