Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim
Because it was grassy and wanted wear,
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I marked the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I won’t be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I,
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference. 

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— unsuicide (@unsuicide) April 25, 2013

Life event: Got two parking citations today! For parking in a 2 hour zone for 5 hours. ;__; 

First ticket of any kind. Adulthood sucks. 

This was one of the best things I’ve ever read. 

“Exactly,” was something I was repeating to myself while reading this. 

I realized that I haven’t seen you in four years. This thought hit me a couple months ago, and it was so strange for some reason. (It still is.) In any case, I (still) miss you, and you’re always in my thoughts.

<3 much love (and regret)

Free at last :’)))

After five and a half years.

“It gets better.” 

I had just clicked, “Yes,” to complete the transaction of my return at Sephora, when I felt the ground shaking and heard something extremely loud like thunder going off. The employee looked at me and I looked at him and we were both thoroughly confused. “That sounded like thunder,” I said. He said, “Yeah, what was that?” We both looked around in confusion. All of a sudden, we see everyone running away from one of the exits of the Prudential Center and then the manager of Sephora starts screaming for people to get out now. Mass panic. I ran out, with everyone, and linked arms with some Sephora employees. No one knew what was going on, we were all just following each other out. I was trying to text people while running to let them know to stay away from the area I was in. All of the phone networks were at max capacity and no calls were getting through, as I tried to called my parents and sister. Everyone was jammed into the fitness center as there was a TV, where everyone learned the explosions happened less than a block away. I started walking back to my dorm and emergency vehicles and polices were streaming in from all streets and even sidewalks and the sounds of sirens were nonstop and coming from everywhere. People were trying to reach their loved ones via phone, but it was impossible. “Bobby, Bobby, are you okay??” Worried faces, and people running. And those running from the incident were crying hysterically. 

Anything can happen at anytime. Try and stay safe, and let those you care about know what they mean to you. My prayers go out to those affected.