Vomiting
Testing my new non-blood-blistering sacony running shoes…
I ran.
I ran to my Aunties house.
I just did it.
I vomited.
3 blocks away. 4?
Felt like a marathon…
Pause in the shade for a couple seconds.
Almost there.
It felt good to get rid of breakfast inside my stomach.
[breakfast consisted of: 1 fried egg, 1 whole wheat toast, 1/4 of a danish, and a bite of mocha bread]
Pause in the shade
huddled in the shade of the tree
Go
a couple more steps
10 more seconds
it was only 2 miles…i’ve ran 5 before
it keeps me humble
I don’t want to vomit for the 4th time in my life.
So I’m going to run tomorrow.
Childhood. The adult you are now will always have a peace of your child. One of the best advice to tell your children one day is to take your time to be a kid. You have the rest of your life to be an adult. Make wishes. Dream dreams. And don’t forget to pray.
17xinfinity:
minniethelastspazzbender:
hopeless-lullaby:
deepinsiide:
BEST FUCKING POST EVER
In the end, everyone grows up. Except for one,
OH SOBS SOBBBBBSSSS
Inconsolable sobbing
Anonymous asked: If you had a sister, would she be awesome?
Yes! I do have a sister. And she is quite awesome. She makes jokes that brings peace, and is unconcerned about the perceptions of others. One day when she gets married, she will probably get a well-rounded-serious guy (also funny because I don’t think she could handle a guy who didn’t know how to laugh with her) to balance out her well-rounded-quirkiness. She she wrote this question probably. Well, she did. I believe. If not…she would Definitely. Maybe.
Anonymous asked: hi blah blah blah Im Ate Yumi blah blah blah I have a tumblr blah blah blah guess who this is blah blah blah
The answer is AH-Me-Nard (Mihan). Hi sissy. =)
