February 2012
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What a legitimately awesome little dude. →
Feb 27th
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Steal me away.
Feb 27th
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Question everything.
Feb 26th
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Feb 26th
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Feb 25th
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Feb 24th
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Feb 23rd
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Humanity has really messed over the world.
Feb 22nd
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Feb 22nd
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Two types of people in the world.
Those who live and those who reblogg.
Feb 22nd
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I want my life to be love to all who encounter it.
Feb 22nd
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Cleaning out my closet/dresser/life
There is not a good conceivable reason on Earth or in outer space why one person needs as much stuff as I have. And I know by comparison to some, I have very little. A year ago I was in Africa and I think what I experienced there, is finally catching up with me.
Feb 22nd
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There's only so much you can discover about life
From behind a desk, with a bank full of money.
Feb 21st
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Feb 21st
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Want nothing to do with the lust for money.
It’s a tool, not a desire. Money is printed but what prints love? I’d imagine the world a better place if those who love money loved those who’s time here is short, instead we chase the paper dollar, the green thing assigned some value for exchanges’ sake. Bleh I say, nay I cry! Don’t steal my life money, don’t drain my time. Give me days under the sun and on...
Feb 20th
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Climbing Squaw Butte this weekend →
Feb 20th
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I wasn't created compatible with women from Boise...
So I could freely leave on any and every whim, searching the world for the one I’ve never found at home.
Feb 20th
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Feb 20th
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I miss the pine trees.
Feb 19th
In eight hours when I wake up
Adventure time.
Feb 19th
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Life has never, in the history of the world...
The lust for money is one reason this world is the way it is. Everyone wants it, not a whole lot have it, but what everyone does have is life. And life was never paid for or made with money. Sure it can be sustained with money, but did money cause the sun to rise and feed the trees? No. What about the sea? Are the fish there living from money? No. How about the birds of the sky? Do they flap their...
Feb 18th
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I found some old Freeworld denim from highschool...
I just tried a pair of them on. They’re so big I can fit both my legs in one leg and still button/zip the pants up. That’s disgusting. No wonder I never wore those, thank God for skinny jeans.
Feb 18th
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Conversations at one in the morning
ME: “Store bought food is so bad for you, it’s God awful. God doesn’t want us eating that stuff!” TIM: “He didn’t make it.”
Feb 18th
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There's no such thing as security
When humans are involved. It is only a perceived security and at any moment, when the other mind makes a change of thought. The security that was perceived, ceases to be and is replaced.
Feb 18th
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It's not so bad.
Feb 18th
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My favorites sounds
Remind me of the great plains just before a storm. You know, when the sun is out and it’s raining. Life at its best.
Feb 18th
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How amazing it feels just to live again
It’s a feeling that you cannot miss, it burns a hole through everyone that feels it. Well you’re never going to find it if you’re looking for it won’t come your way. Well you never find it, if you’re looking for it! I’d rather waste some time with you..
Feb 18th
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Feb 16th
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The ones with all the money make the rules
And those without break them. Cat and mouse. Can’t have a trap without the cheese. Bite the bait and die. Break the rules and pay. That’s irony. Open the door and make a thief a friend, turn the other cheek, love your enemy. Jesus was on to something, he was really on to something. I think he’d know best, he claimed to be the risen Son of Christ. A claim He’d be stupid to...
Feb 16th
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Is love really something you can make?
Or is it something you already are…
Feb 16th
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It is possible to turn anxiety into a tool that...
Feb 16th
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Singing when no one is around but me
Is one of my favorite things to do. I believe I have the voice of a lyrical genius. Not only with pronunciation but also projection, tone, pitch and all those other singer qualities people tend to praise. The kicker though? No one around to tell me what to think about myself, so forever I’ll always believe I can sing. And you’ll never know if I can’t! And I’ll never hear...
Feb 16th
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If you're willing to drop everything and go
I’ll add you to the list… are you?
Feb 16th
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If I could salvage what once was
In a heartbeat I would.
Feb 16th
Texts to Eric
Me: Wanna hop a train to PDX?
Eric: Dude seriously?
Me: Hella!
Eric: I'd totally be down to try it.
Me: Me too. Let's make a deal.
Eric: It'll be more of an adventure.
Me: If one of us loses our legs the other has to carry him in a little backpack... till death do us part.
Eric: Till death do us part.
Feb 15th
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In the beginning Adam done goofed.
Feb 15th
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What's it called when you take something out of...
From a con’s text?
Feb 15th
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Everytime someone asks what my name is
I say “Ben” and they always respond with “Nice to meet you Matt”. It’s literally gotten to the point where I don’t correct people anymore. But I wonder if people read lips more than listen. I stood in front of the mirror the other day and silently said “Ben Matt Ben Matt Ben Matt Ben Matt Ben Matt Ben Matt Ben Matt Ben Matt” and it was pretty darn...
Feb 15th
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Working on my project and so excited
To see what comes of it. Having great conversations with my brother about life and everything we’re going to accomplish in 2012. My biggest goal this year? Love people more.
Feb 15th
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Feb 15th
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Feb 15th
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Most men underestimate how much clothing matters...
And the way they dress proves it!
Feb 15th
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Feb 14th
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Some of the things I think, I think about and...
Or do I just think a lot?
Feb 14th
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