This is one of the most inspirational posts I have ever seen on Tumblr.
YOU GUYS IT’S DECEMBER 10TH YOU DON’T UNDERSTAND THIS HAS BEEN IN MY QUEUE SINCE FEBRUARY
It’s funny how someone who was just a stranger last year,
can mean so much to you now.
It’s terrible that someone who meant so much to you last year,
can be just a stranger now.
It’s amazing what a year can do
i love tommy wiseau because nobody but tommy wiseau knows exactly who he is
nobody knows where exactly he was born, or anything about his past. “tommy wiseau” isnt even his real name
fuck nobody even knows how old he really is
he’s also a multi billionaire and no one has any idea where he acquired that fortune
his whole life literally makes no sense
Worst feelings in the world
- Failing a test you studied really hard for
- Getting replaced in a friendship
- Getting ignored
- Having something that you’re looking forward to, get cancelled
- Having to fight back tears in front of people
- Finding out that the person you like, likes someone else
- Showing your parents something you’re proud of only to get a disinterested reply
That last one always breaks my heart.
that is killer of the child artist
Oh my gods.
Waldo from the Where’s Waldo books
He wears stripes
because he doesn’t want to be spotted.
i’m gonna hit something.
I love seeing people walking by with little smiles on their face because something small happened that made them happy. Maybe they got a cute text, maybe they got laid, maybe they killed a man. You will never know.
The story behind lobsters
is that they weren’t thought of as cuisine
until the 19th century. Before that
they were considered peasant food,
and most often served in prisons.
The story behind diamonds
is that they were just rocks until 1938
when there was a marketing campaign
that forever linked them with love.
The story about you is that you thought
I was so much more than I was.
The story behind art
is that it’s never a masterpiece
until it’s already been sold.
Once it already belongs to someone else.
The story behind us
is that once you finally had me, you had
no idea what I was worth.