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how to play ultimate frisbee, the complete set
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Bang the fence.
paintedbutterflies: fmylife: Today, I was playing Ultimate Frisbee and trying to make new friends since I’m new at my college. I was running after an overthrown frisbee for a touchdown. Everyone cheered me on to keep going. I ran full speed into a fence. FML It does happen sometimes. Haha don’t get injured can already! hahaha sounds like bryan.
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“Its raining now. And there are so many reasons why I love the rain. The fresh...”
– (via runawaytrain)
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“It’s sad when people you know become people you knew; when you can walk right...”
– (via eletheowl)
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“I used to be lovedrunk but now I’m hungover,I love you forever,but now...”
– Hussain!
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Fight or flight
People change, and people leave, whether we like it or not. Fight until there is nothing left to fight for. Then fly, knowing you tried your best.
Aug 12th
While you weren’t listening, all our love songs...
The feeling you get when you think of something amazing then forget it and know that it felt amazing but you can’t remember the details.  I lost something amazing. Except, this time, it’s a person. Not an idea.
Aug 12th
They want me. I want you. And you want someone...
You think you’re waiting for help. For someone to tell you what the right thing to do is. Even though, at the back of your mind, you already know what that is. So all you’re really waiting for, is a time when you’re forced to do it.
Aug 12th
The formality of ice and glass
But as the rebuilding begins, the memory of you returns. Shaking the foundations, cracking the walls and spilling what’s left of the broken heart into the street. via (i wrote this for you)
Aug 12th
Grasping at thin air
Was it hard, letting go?” “Not as hard as holding onto something that wasn’t real.
Aug 12th
After awhile you learn the subtle difference between holding a hand and chaining a soul and you learn that love doesn’t mean possession and company doesn’t mean security. And you begin to learn that kisses aren’t contracts and presents aren’t promises and you begin to accept your defeats with your head up and your eyes ahead with the grace of an adult not the grief of a child. And you...
Aug 11th
Anger is love disappointed
I don’t know why we all hang on to something when we know we’re better off letting go. It’s like we’re scared to lose what we don’t even really have. Some of us say we’d rather have that something than absolutely nothing, but the truth is, to have it halfway is harder than not having it at all.
Aug 11th
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I've come to realize
eletheowl: that I give a piece of my heart (volunatrily or not) to every single person I have once loved. It doesn’t even matter that I don’t love them anymore. I wonder what they do with the paraphernalia of my heart though. Do they keep it, tucked away in the secret corners of their hearts? Or are these little pieces of my heart lost forever in the distance between us? No matter. It’s...
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Aug 11th
1st post!
Hello! Can i follow my own tumblr?! haha
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