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ai-yo: kit-kat-o-graham: rachaelmakesshirts: allonsyallison: ...

Wed, 16 May 2012 00:39:25 -0400

kit-kat-o-graham:

rachaelmakesshirts:

allonsyallison:

audreylovesnutella:

justjasper:

#wait the fuck #is this joffrey? #no wonder he’s a dick #all the other kids thought he was lying about meeting batman

#batman winter is coming and it’s all your fault

#omg batman you had a chance to kill joffrey

#batman you could have had the iron throne #house wayne

Batman you should have stopped him here, you need to get in the bat mobile and drive that bad boy to King’s Landing and kill this kid

sageoflogic:eytancragg:geekgirlsmash: I love the story behind...

Wed, 16 May 2012 00:38:09 -0400

sageoflogic:eytancragg:geekgirlsmash:

I love the story behind this scene, more than I like the scene itself. Which was there was supposed to be a big epic fight between the two of them, Harrison Ford was sick, and getting more and more frustrated with not getting it right, pulled his gun shot his opponent (blanks obviously), who fell down all actor-like, and that’s the scene that they kept.

Which seems to be a running thing in Harrison Ford’s career, where his best most memorable scenes, are ad libbed. “I love you” “I know” wasn’t scripted, all they knew was Han saying “I love you too,” did not work, and Harrison Ford somewhere in the mess of trying to come up with new lines said, “I know” which turned out to be one of the most memorable lines from the movies.

Next time, TAKE THAT FUCKER OFF HIS FEET.

Sat, 12 May 2012 22:21:58 -0400

Next time, TAKE THAT FUCKER OFF HIS FEET.

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Wed, 11 Apr 2012 06:57:57 -0400

Seriously, when are they gonna make that...

Sun, 08 Apr 2012 20:50:00 -0400

Seriously, when are they gonna make that ~~truckthatlookslikeaporschecayennewithachrysler300front~~ Bentley truck?

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Tue, 14 Feb 2012 19:47:41 -0500

The more you want to change things, the more they stay the same.

Sun, 14 Aug 2011 01:22:00 -0400

I cannot stand the status quo. However, there are certain things that I can accept as such. I can’t stand that I was born and raised as a third class citizen all my life. I can’t stand that I can’t seem to get out of the same lame ass apartment with my mother that I’ve lived in for twenty-two out of the twenty-five years i’ve spent on this earth. I can’t stand that there are situations and scenarios that prevent me from living the life I want to live. I’ve attempted to better myself, and I believe that I have. However, my failures have brought me back to the status quo. In life. In love. In beliefs. After numerous chances taken to redeem my failures, all have either ended back where I started, or in regression. It was then where I realized that it was futile to even try anymore. One can try for so long before they break. In accepting my failures, I’ve learned to appreciate myself more.

Now, there are people out there that believe that certain things should be done a certain way because it was instilled in them that it was how it was to be done. However, in these times, the status quo doesn’t offer much reward in the risk. Take education for instance. You were always taught that college is the path to go on, as not having a degree leaves little options for employment. Oh, you better go to college or else you’ll be flipping burgers at mcdonalds or working retail all your life. My, my. How the times have changed and the tables have turned. I know people with law degrees waiting tables at Applebees. I know people with Masters working inventory at Wal-Mart. As much as I hate myself for not staying in school, I know now that I made the right decision. I’m a blue-collar kind of guy. Always have been, always will be. Now, all the white-collar folk look down at me, but I accept that, knowing that my paycheck is bigger than theirs. I also take solace knowing that I can always work in the private sector, while they have to scour through ad listings daily while their funds run dry between rent, bills, and that ” Oh I thought it was a good idea at the time ” student loan they took out.

Love. As you may recall in Thoughts of a Reformed Player, I’m off my shenanegans. I’m still off those shenanegans. It’s not about that, but how my failures in relationships have bettered me. Most of the relationships I’ve been in that ended, it seemingly was always my fault. I’ve always took a step back to reflect on the time that I spent with that person, because I usually took a different approach than I did with the last one. It’s pretty easy for an emotional woman to heap the blame on a guy at the end of a relationship, since they’re all teary-eyed and it pulls on the heart strings of the guy. However, I tend to look past that. There had to be something that the both of us weren’t doing right. I’ll admit my faults, but you have to admit yours. And there-in lies the problem. Because of that, there are some ill-feelings I still harbor, because of lack of closure. It’s as if they want me to hang around because it makes them feel like they’re torturing me. It’s gotten to the point where I refuse to change myself for anyone to appease them. I am who I’m gonna be. If you can’t accept that, then it’s not going to work anyway, so i’m not even gonna try. I’m not gonna try changing you, so don’t do it to me. As Jigga said in a song, ” Either love me, or leave me alone. “

Growing up, I was taught to think a certain way. I was taught to believe certain things. However, as I got older, I found most of the things I was taught to believe were a buncha bullshit. Now, my thought-patterns and the things I say aren’t popular to most people. It’s just a conjunction of the first amendment, and calling it like I see it. If you get butt-hurt about it? That’s your prerogative. What I will ask is that you do not preach about your beliefs and how mine are wrong. Debating either leads to a compromise, or nasty tastes in people’s mouths, and more often than not, it’s always the latter that happens. It’s a reaffirmation of how small-minded people act when their way of thinking is being threatened. Take for instance, I was reading about how hybrid trucks aren’t really worth it. Personally, making hybrid trucks is akin to making a big badass biker drive a bicycle wearing his mother’s skirt. It’s just not right. And for all of those who think buying a hybrid car is saving the earth? Ride a bicycle to work or where ever it is that you have to go. All your doing is lining toyota and honda’s greedy little pockets, because that’s all it boils down to. Greed. If you don’t think so, then how come you’re paying between an extra 5-15k for a hybrid version of a car that works just fine as a V6? For an extra ten miles per gallon on the highway? I’ll just sit here and wait for the arguments to begin.

Recap and Rebuttal of what happened in the world since the last time I posted on Tumblr.

Fri, 08 Jul 2011 18:17:14 -0400

Casey Anthony found not guilty: Bitch, you did it. Fuck what The Justice System and twelve morons from Florida think. // Mike Vick Nike Deal: Capitalist Society. Deal with it, PETA. // DSK getting acquitted: Now I ain’t sayin she a gold digga.. // William and Kate getting married on my birthday: ..but she ain’t messin with no broke nigga. // Obama taking full responsibility of killing Osama: Pics or it didn’t happen. // Michelle Bachmann stealing Sarah Palin’s thunder: About ‘effin time. // Bruins Winning Stanley Cup: Boston finally got a grand slam of sports titles in this century. Only other city than Chicago to do it. // NFL and NBA lockout: Wait, you mean I have nothing to do on sundays this fall and winter? Oh noooo. // LeBron: My life is average. Awesome. But average. At least no one has to hound me about not having a title.

A-Rod’s face when Boston Sweeps…

Sun, 15 May 2011 23:57:40 -0400

A-Rod’s face when Boston Sweeps…

Mark Teixeira’s face when Boston Sweeps…

Sun, 15 May 2011 23:54:02 -0400

Mark Teixeira’s face when Boston Sweeps…

The thoughts of a reformed player.

Sun, 15 May 2011 23:40:27 -0400

Well, I’ve had my share of heartbreaks. Most of them I’ve caused. I usually say to live without regret, but I don’t always follow my own advice. My only flaw during my time as a heartbreaker? I wore my heart on my sleeve, for all to see. And it’s got me to thinking. How can dudes really be so heartless to chicks? I mean, sure it’s the other way around sometimes, [ And I’m really not going to delve into the double standard. ] but most times it’s a dude-on-chick crime. I know. I’ve been a culprit of playing on a woman’s heart-strings, to hit it and bounce. But honestly, where has that gotten me? ~~Leading the league in home runs~~ Nowhere.

Now, This was a time where I was young, dumb, called a buncha shots, had all the answers, and moved six steps ahead. Sometimes six steps ahead is worse than being two steps behind. You get caught up in your own bullshit with the wrong girl. Surprise, surprise. You’re fucked now. Or are you? Instead of fighting to stay with her, you decided to bow out gracefully, knowing you got a few sideline girls you were messing with from the word go. Damn you rebound fast, don’t you? Damn right I do. At the time, it was all about keeping a bullpen of broads. You take your starter out when you’re getting shelled, and go to your relief, to stop your bleeding. But the real question was…How long can your bullpen hold up knowing your bullshit was being knocked out of the park?

Now, we’re down to the bottom of the 9th. Tie game. Bases loaded. Two outs. Full count. With the chick that you’ve been keeping as a fuck-buddy forever. And she suddenly throws you a curveball about catching feelings for you, and knows you’ve been gallivanting around with other girls. You whiff on that one, by saying you never had feelings like that from the get go. ~~STRIKE OUT~~ Ball game. Game’s over. You lost. All that work you put in, all gone with a blink of an eye. Normally, most heartless men would pick up the pieces and try again with a new set. Not me. I sat there for hours, knowing I’ve done dirt, and gotten dirt in return. I have no one to blame for that but myself. The truth hurts, but you learn from your mistakes, or at least try to, and do right by redemption. That was a time from when I was young, stupid, and moved more steps ahead than I can keep up with.

FAST FORWARD TO THE PRESENT: I’m twenty-five now. I’m older. Wiser. Learned from my past, to never repeat those mistakes. I realize that I’m too old for that dumb shit. Most people I know haven’t matured as much, but they’re gonna endure the same fate I had when I was younger soon enough. There are no more bullpens. No more strikeouts. It’s almost as if I’ve a fresh slate. I can attribute wisdom and maturity for that. However, I know i’ve done dirt to really good girls, and the one thing I can hope for is that they’re doing better because of it. That they found the one man that can make them happy for a long time. There is one thing I want to say, even though it might not mean much: I’m sorry. You can call me every name in the world, and i’ll endure it. I’m not gonna make excuses for my past. Even though I was young and dumb, it’s no excuse for what I did. I will say that I’ve moved on from that point in my life, and i’m ready to find wifey. Who knows? Maybe I’ve found her after all. Only time will tell for sure. But there is one thing I’m sure of. I’m done with those days of heartbreaking.

Those who close themselves off to the world, miss out on so many things. They don’t know how...

Sat, 30 Apr 2011 18:13:10 -0400

Those who close themselves off to the world, miss out on so many things. They don’t know how it feels to take risks. They’re extremely short-sighted, and they wonder why people don’t like them. You gotta go out on a limb sometimes. Even if you fall down, it’s not the end of the world as you know it. You can always get back up, dust yourself off, and keep on going. That’s the meaning of living life. However, blowing sunshine up your own ass is not living, but reaffirming what you’ve been doing. It’s one thing to preach about it, it’s another to be about it.

"Through adversity, there is redemption. Through redemption, there is hope and solace in the fact..."

Sat, 23 Apr 2011 22:34:42 -0400

“Through adversity, there is redemption. Through redemption, there is hope and solace in the fact that you’ve survived and rose above your demons.”

- Brandon Matos

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Tue, 12 Apr 2011 02:22:01 -0400

Because some bitches are sore losers…

Wed, 30 Mar 2011 17:14:17 -0400

Because some bitches are sore losers…

I know it’s been a hot minute since I’ve been on...

Wed, 30 Mar 2011 16:50:08 -0400

I know it’s been a hot minute since I’ve been on here. Welcoming myself back with a personal favorite. Fuck dubstep, Armin’s where it’s at.

all the time.

Sat, 01 Jan 2011 11:28:47 -0500

all the time.