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chaztheweasel:
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hungarian:

it’d be cool to speak like 20 different languages & keep it a secret from everyone & then during a time of crisis, u could speak some fluent russian to some russian guy holding a gun to your head & all your friends will be like daaamn

shippery:

I DONT UNDERSTAND PEOPLE WHO WEAR THEIR SHOES IN THEIR HOUSE

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thelovenotebook:

Love quotes? you will love this blog!
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thelovenotebook:

Love quotes? you will love this blog!
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Sacrifice

I got scolded for not turning up for one training session today, and it made me really realize that I’m letting so much go just for this one goal. I’m killing time that could have been spent with family. With friends. Pursuing other things. Meeting new people. Heck, even finishing overdue books and games.

It hurts that I have to choose between one or the other. It hurts even more when people don’t understand. It feels fucking shitty when my mum starts sulking when I head off to train or when people just start acting two faced and shit.

Why the fuck am I doing all this again?

I want this. I really want to achieve something in this, and I will not be put down.

But yknow, it’d be so much nicer if there was some encouragement along the way, instead of so much subtle discouragement. 😔