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All of Leslie’s compliments to Ann

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clintparton:

Hawkeye #06

Be kind to yourself. Stop telling yourself that whatever you are struggling with “should” be easy. If something is hard for you, it is hard for you. There are probably Reasons, though those may just be how you are wired. Acknowledge these things. When you finish something hard, be proud! Celebrate a little.

And really, just stop saying “should” to yourself about your thoughts and feelings in any context. You feel how you feel. The things in your head are the things in your head. You can’t change either directly through sheer force of will. You can only change what you do. Stop beating yourself up for who and what you are right now–it isn’t productive. Focus on moving forward.

  

possiblythebestestmusicblog:

Patrick Stump “Spotlight (New Regrets)”

  

possiblythebestestmusicblog:

Patrick Stump “Spotlight (Oh Nostalgia)”

assgod:

bert-macklen-fbi:

and the award for the best way to avoid an embarrassing moment goes to

assgod:

bert-macklen-fbi:

and the award for the best way to avoid an embarrassing moment goes to

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xsoulpunkx:

This City - Patrick Stump

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turtletotem:

I have long said that in order for any comedy to truly succeed as a story, there has to be meat beneath the jokes. There has to be that moment when it is not funny any more.

This. This is that moment.

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maskeddevera:

"I dreamt a dream tonight."

"And so did I."

"And what was yours?"

"That dreamers often lie."

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iamamessimustconfess:

vladimirnootin:

mashable:

So many items arranged so beautifully.

This is so satisfying to look at.

this makes me happy

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wellmetkinsman:

Chicago on a beautiful rainy day <3

This week has been the worst I’ve had in a long time.

It started out with me in surgery last Sunday, then five more days in the hospital, then when I got home last night our air conditioning broke.

And not-in-the-hospital is not the same as not-sick, not at all. I cried a lot. And moved myself to a shitty hotel room. It is terrible, but at least it’s not 90degrees inside. And now the repair person isn’t even coming until tomorrow, and I’m just so exhausted.

I want to go home. I’m hot and sticky and alone and I can’t eat fucking anything and will everything please just stop for a few minutes. Okay? Okay.