~Just Know Who I am~
Forever Dreaming, Always Achieving.
I am a girl. ambitious. goal orientated. life happy.
"[When Vonnegut tells his wife he’s going out to buy an envelope] Oh, she says, well, you’re not a poor man. You know, why don’t you go online and buy a hundred envelopes and put them in the closet? And so I pretend not to hear her. And go out to get an envelope because I’m going to have a hell of a good time in the process of buying one envelope. I meet a lot of people. And, see some great looking babes. And a fire engine goes by. And I give them the thumbs up. And, and ask a woman what kind of dog that is. And, and I don’t know. The moral of the story is, is we’re here on Earth to fart around. And, of course, the computers will do us out of that. And, what the computer people don’t realize, or they don’t care, is we’re dancing animals. You know, we love to move around. And, we’re not supposed to dance at all anymore."
Reblogged from taylorhicklen
Kurt Vonnegut (via drinkyourjuice)
We are all here to dawdle, dance and just enjoy our time with each other.
(via mikekarnell)
Gas Prices Jump to $3.91 a Gallon, Heading to $4 - ABC News
I swear the concept of people taking the bus, walking, riding a bike, skip, create a HOPSCOTCH path, skateboard, roller-skate, jog, use a train, carpools.
I HATE the constant complaining about high gas prices…STOP DRIVING YOUR CARS SO DAMN MUCH!
oh wait….you might actually have to use physical energy, and heaven forbid—FAT AMERICANS lose a pound or fifty.
I can count on 2 fingers how many times I have driven a car in the last 5 months.
Not only do cars consume gas, but they need repairs, oil changes, insurance, registation, possibility of tickets. Think about how much money would be saved if the dependency on cars was decreased, how much cleaner the air would be…
STOP BIT**ING ABOUT GAS PRICES…FIND AN ALTERNATIVE.
A Dream Deferred
Reblogged from fuckyeahpoetry
What happens to a dream deferred?
Does it dry up
like a raisin in the sun?
Or fester like a sore—
And then run?
Does it stink like rotten meat?
Or crust and sugar over—
like a syrupy sweet?Maybe it just sags
like a heavy load.Or does it explode?
- Langston Hughes
(Submitted by BeWalkingTrees)
