Grovic's Words
Random thoughts, moments of inspiration and wisdom, a bit of fiction, a bit of fact but most importantly free inspiration.
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Photoset reblogged from Lemon Writer
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Photoset reblogged from Come along, John
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Photo reblogged from Lemon Writer
YES.
I approve this message.
I do this regularly, but only because I’m a bit of a stress head, and this helps me stay calm for longer periods of time.
(Source: cru-jones)
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Photoset reblogged from WAKA WAKA WAKA
I’m not really sure what point was trying to be made by putting these 2 definitions together. But the definitions sound about the same… because the words basically mean the same thing. Both are mentally ill people who don’t feel remorse for their crimes, and the crimes typically stem from an ASPD.
I’m studying criminology/psychology at uni, and there is absolutely no difference between sociopaths and psychopaths. A sociopath is just an old fashioned way of saying psychopath. Also, while APD is present in a psychopath, just because someone suffers from it, they are not a psychopath.
(Source: mayonatorxd)
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Photo reblogged from Come along, John
When things in your life seem, almost too much to handle,
When 24 Hours in a day is not enough,
Remember the mayonnaise jar and 2 cups of coffee.
A professor stood before his philosophy class
and had some items in front of him.
When the class began, wordlessly,
He picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar
And proceeded to fill it with golf balls.
He then asked the students, if the jar was full.
They agreed that it was.
The professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured
them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly.
The pebbles rolled into the open Areas between the golf balls.
He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed it was.
The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar.
Of course, the sand filled up everything else.
He asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded with a unanimous ‘yes.’
The professor then produced two cups of coffee from under the table and poured the entire contents into the jar, effectively
filling the empty space between the sand. The students laughed.
‘Now,’ said the professor, as the laughter subsided,
‘I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life.
The golf balls are the important things - family,
children, health, Friends, and Favorite passions –
Things that if everything else was lost and only they remained, Your life would still be full.
The pebbles are the other things that matter like your job, house, and car.
The sand is everything else —The small stuff.
‘If you put the sand into the jar first,’ He continued,
there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls.
The same goes for life.
If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff,
You will never have room for the things that are important to you.
So…
Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness.
Play With your children.
Take time to get medical checkups.
Take your partner out to dinner.
There will always be time to clean the house and fix the disposal.
‘Take care of the golf balls first —
The things that really matter.
Set your priorities. The rest is just sand.
One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the coffee represented.
The professor smiled
‘I’m glad you asked’.
It just goes to show you that no matter how full your life may seem,
There’s always room for a couple of cups of coffee with a friend.’That is actually beautiful.
Bless this man. This is wonderful.
This is going to be the aim of my life from now on.
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Post reblogged from Come along, John
one half of tumblr:
“i just wanna cuddle under a blanket and eat soup and watch movies all day with you and maybe kiss your cheek and stare into your eyes and hold your hand and tell you i love you”other half of tumblr:
“unf i want to take all of your clothes off with my mouth then ram you against the wall and pin your arms up and then just fuck the shit out of you”
Never not reblog.
(Source: showmeyourb00bs)
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Video reblogged from Come along, John
Russias plan is to make “gay” disappear! “St. Petersburg, Russia, they have passed a bill with which it will be illegal to talk about, publish, demonstrate ANYTHING to do with homosexuality” This hits really close to home. Please sign this if you have the time and re-post this, pass it around tumblr!
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How did looking for a bed for the next stage of my life drag me back to memories of a stage that is so incredibly crippling to one’s soul. It’s at that point you turn to people you love and say “I guess I haven’t healed as much as I’d hoped.” Instead I turn to the anonymity of the internet where no-one truly loves to bare parts and pieces of such a broken heart.
How is it, after all this damage, that my heart is still beating and that I have remained a rather ratty ability to love?
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Audio post reblogged from Come along, John[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.]This track has had 479,108 playsCrystallize by Lindsey Stirling
Yes, it’s violin. With dubstep.
I REGRET NOTHING.Mlysza. Mlysza. Just get over here into my arms.
HOW DO I OXYGEN.
OH MY FUCKING GOD!!!
