-if you listen to “Stupid Hoe” by Nicki Minaj while watching this gif, you might piss yourself laughing-
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Every now and then, I feel like I hate everything.
This is one of those moments.
Worst. Sunday. Ever. (well, this month)
The loneliness is back. It’s here to stay, I guess. How am I supposed to live if I have no enthusiam for doing so?
I always thought I mattered. I always thought I was a part of the whole. But, ever since March, it’s just becoming more and more evident that I am not. Have I ever been?
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I BELIEVE I CAN FLerpgkafjpgoddammit
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A few years back, I checked out a book called Zen Shorts by Jon J. Muth for Daughter. It had a collection of short parables in a story about kids making friends with a very Zen Panda named Stillwater. I came across this story that really, really made in impact on me regarding how I dealt with my anger regarding people. I’d like to share it.
A Heavy Load
Two traveling monks reached a town where there was a young woman waiting to step out of her sedan chair. The rains had made deep puddles and she couldn’t step across without spoiling her silken robes. She stood there, looking very cross and impatient. She was scolding her attendants. They had nowhere to place the packages they held for her, so they couldn’t help her across the puddle.
The younger monk noticed the woman, said nothing, and walked by. The older monk quickly picked her up and put her on his back, transported her across the water, and put her down on the other side. She didn’t thank the older monk, she just shoved him out of the way and departed.
As they continued on their way, the young monk was brooding and preoccupied. After several hours, unable to hold his silence, he spoke out. “That woman back there was very selfish and rude, but you picked her up on your back and carried her! Then she didn’t even thank you!”
“I set the woman down hours ago,” the older monk replied. “Why are you still carrying her?”
wooka duh wittle baybee!
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“my dad at 29, me at 2 weeks (my dad’s first). me at 29, my boy at 2 weeks (my first)”. (unknown)
I wish I could find out who this is.