Hope.17. Soon to be senior. Running is my life

 

disowns:

honestly i hate when people try to sugar coat shit like if you don’t like me or don’t wanna hang or don’t wanna talk to me just fucking tell me don’t keep ignoring me and expect me to figure out the hint like that’s such a bitch ass move i’d rather hear it from you than be ignored 99% of the fucking time.

cute-overload:

I was deployed in mid-2011. This was my dog’s very first reaction upon seeing me over Skype.

cute-overload:

I was deployed in mid-2011. This was my dog’s very first reaction upon seeing me over Skype.

trackandfieldimage:

17 year old Mary Cain, USA (center), about to start the biggest race of her life, 1500 meter final at the 2013 IAAF World Championships in Moscow. #hero
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photo; Jeff Cohen

trackandfieldimage:

17 year old Mary Cain, USA (center), about to start the biggest race of her life, 1500 meter final at the 2013 IAAF World Championships in Moscow. #hero

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photo; Jeff Cohen

runaddicts:

If you have ever experienced the atmosphere of a race you will never forget it!

runaddicts:

If you have ever experienced the atmosphere of a race you will never forget it!

The first rule of cross country: Have fun. The second rule: Lower your standards of fun.

My brother, at xc practice today (via heartland-harrier)

definitelynotsatan:

seerofsarcasm:

oliviatheelf:

The saddest thing is that most people will find this humorous instead of serious. We’re standing right beside one another, and yet we text others instead of actually speaking to each other. Have you ever sat down and thought about how uncomfortable we now are around one another that it’s so bad that we literally pretend to be texting someone when we’re not, just so it’s less awkward to stand beside people? What’s supposed to strengthen our bonds has taken away from it. It’s time to take our faces out of our phones and notice the world, give a kind gesture to someone, and go SEE your friends instead of just texting them.
I’m going to let that sink in.

Ah yes let me just up and leave school right in between my classes so I can go see the friend 40 miles away that i’m currently texting instead of making idle chit chat with the people around me that I don’t particularly care for.Fuck your pretentious shit.


"whines evil technology is making people antisocial its not real communication if its not face to face and im a pretentious self righteous shitbaby that asks random people on the street for the time and feels good about it"

definitelynotsatan:

seerofsarcasm:

oliviatheelf:

The saddest thing is that most people will find this humorous instead of serious. We’re standing right beside one another, and yet we text others instead of actually speaking to each other. Have you ever sat down and thought about how uncomfortable we now are around one another that it’s so bad that we literally pretend to be texting someone when we’re not, just so it’s less awkward to stand beside people? What’s supposed to strengthen our bonds has taken away from it. It’s time to take our faces out of our phones and notice the world, give a kind gesture to someone, and go SEE your friends instead of just texting them.

I’m going to let that sink in.

Ah yes let me just up and leave school right in between my classes so I can go see the friend 40 miles away that i’m currently texting instead of making idle chit chat with the people around me that I don’t particularly care for.

Fuck your pretentious shit.

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"whines evil technology is making people antisocial its not real communication if its not face to face and im a pretentious self righteous shitbaby that asks random people on the street for the time and feels good about it"

runkaherrun:

When I say I’m excited for school what I actually mean is “I’m excited for Cross Country season to start already”

magnifysuccess:

sometimes i wonder what i would think of my body if it wasn’t my own? like if someone else had my body and i was looking at it from an outside perspective? i think two things would happen… for one, i would have much nicer thoughts about it. and two, i actually just wouldn’t really care about it? because i don’t notice anyone else’s body in the way that i scrutinize my own. i wish i was better at remembering that. absolutely no one is as critical of me as i am of myself