They say every cigarette you smoke takes 11 minutes off of your life, but for reasons unknown, I continue to set my lungs afire multiple times a day. It calms me down, allows me to breathe, which is ironic because I’m poisoning myself at the same time. I also enjoy the way the smoke looks as it flows out of my mouth. It’s beautiful, and I suppose that’s the only beautiful thing coming out of my mouth these days.
And it’s also like you’re blowing out the bad. A kind of bad you have control over taking in, because life doesn’t always give you that control. Gotta deal with the punches, and smoking is like giving yourself a punch that you have some kind of control over, you know that you’re gonna be able to blow it out even if it leaves damage.(via naohms)
sometimes i see posts that are like “people with gf cant make tfw no gf jokes because they don’t truly know that feel” but like, isn’t our natural state of existence that of no gf? we are not born with gf, nor do i believe we ever will be, so don’t we all, at heart, in our souls, know that feel when no gf?
For the first time ever, a paralyzed man can move his fingers and hand with his own thoughts thanks to a new device. A 23-year-old quadriplegic is the first patient to use Neurobridge, an electronic neural bypass for spinal cord injuries that reconnects the brain directly to muscles, allowing voluntary and functional control of a paralyzed limb.
w h a t
I’m so fucking tired of being told I can’t do things for myself.
I can do things myself. I may not be big and have a manly beard with a labourers job on the line, but I am a strong fucking man and I can things for myself.
I guess no one wants to deal with this. Now I understand why they wanted to send me away.