some guy’s eyelashes are so dark and nice like wow I have to wear mascara and even then they don’t even look half as nice as yours stop it
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me catching some gnarly waves
i’m not mad that you passed up the opportunity to say surfing the web i’m just disappointed
At least seven schools are found to have Russia-style homophobic policies with the re-introduction of PM Thatcher’s rule banning the ‘promotion of homosexuality’
"You can call it a silent protest against the anti-gay laws that have been introduced here in Russia. It doesn’t feel very good. We can’t choose where the championships are being held, but it is sad that they have these attitudes. It should be self-evident that everyone should have the same rights." (Moa Hjelmer)
"To me, love for another person is the most beautiful thing in the world, and that’s what I want to show, no matter the gender or whatever. For me sport is about respect and unity so it felt like the perfect opportunity to show what I think." (Emma Green Tregaro)
Me going bowling
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.”
OH MY GOD THIS
HUGE REASON THINGS WILL NEVER BE THE SAME WITH MY DAD