daleeatherly:

RIP Michael Miyamoto. True hero right here.

Rest in Paradise Michael. It’s a shame that I didn’t get a chance to know you better. Your story and your spirit has been such an inspiration to many. Thank you for putting smiles millions of faces and reminding all of us to live our life to the absolute fullest. Thank you for being such an influential figure in all our lives. You will not be forgotten. 

daleeatherly:

RIP Michael Miyamoto. True hero right here.

Rest in Paradise Michael. It’s a shame that I didn’t get a chance to know you better. Your story and your spirit has been such an inspiration to many. Thank you for putting smiles millions of faces and reminding all of us to live our life to the absolute fullest. Thank you for being such an influential figure in all our lives. You will not be forgotten. 

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School with be the end of me. 

Shawshank Redemption 

Shawshank Redemption 

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Yes, alone we are, deeply alone, and always, in store for us, a layer of loneliness even deeper. There is nothing we can do to dispose of that. No, loneliness shouldn’t surprise us, as astonishing to experience as it may be. You can turn yourself inside out, but all you are then is inside out and lonely instead of inside in and lonely. My stupid, stupid Merry dear, stupider even that your stupid father, not even blowing up buildings helps. It’s lonely if there are buildings and it’s lonely if there are buildings and it’s lonely if there are no buildings. There is no protest to be lodged against loneliness - not all the bombing campaigns in history have made a dent in it. The most lethal of manmade explosives can’t touch it. Stand in awe not of Communism, my idiot child, but of ordinary, everyday loneliness.

American Pastoral by Philip Roth 

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(via jesskeeding)

I need to get over these childish thoughts. I’m not fifteen anymore. 

exhausted and completely lost