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Ride the swing in Orlando Florida

eu caí andando de bicicleta algumas vezes, e por isso não quis mais andar, não foi a primeira queda, e eu sei que não vai ser a última, mas meu último tombo foi feio, eu não quis mais... eu não consegui mais. eu preferi ir caminhando, eu preferi nem ir, aqui em casa é mais seguro, o caminho não é tão perto pra ir a pé, e eu não quero cair de novo, eu não quero me machucar outra vez, sabe? eu tô mancando até hoje. e tava bom assim, eu me acostumei a pegar uber, andar de ônibus, a pé, eu ia de qualquer jeito (não muito longe), mas nada é igual a bicicleta, a sensação de pedalar, de fazer um esforço pra chegar aonde tanto quero, de sentir o vento no caminho, de ver tudo mais de perto e mais colorido... eu sinto falta de andar de bicicleta. MAS NÃO, EU NÃO CONSIGO. toda vez que penso em subir, o medo me apavora, eu saio correndo, e ela fica ali pegando poeira, ela deve sentir minha falta também, eu andava de bicicleta como ninguém, e eu já fui tão longe com ela antes de cair (tinha as melhores paisagens). já faz um tempo que tento me aproximar dela, dei uma limpada, ela fica ali me encarando, com um cara de quem diz "eai, não vai subir?" eu vou, calma aí! mas será que eu tenho força pra pedalar? eu ainda tô mancando :/, e ela me diz que eu consigo se eu tiver cuidando dos ferimentos da última queda, e eu tô (diga-se de passagem, tem alguém me ajudando com eles). mas, eu ainda sei me equilibrar? e ela me diz pra eu começar de vagar, como se fosse a primeira vez, eu não preciso ter pressa, pode ser que coloque as rodinhas de volta, e ta tudo bem, vamos aos poucos (pode ser que alguém me segure por um tempo).

eu não sei quando vou conseguir pedalar tão confiante de novo, nem me equilibrar tão bem, mas agora eu tô quebrando as pequenas barreiras, meu machucada não dói mais como antes, acho que já tô andando bem. fiz as pazes com a bicicleta, ela parece me entender, e respeitar meu tempo, ela sabe que daqui a pouco eu vou pedalar... é que alguém me chamou pra um passeio, eu disse que iríamos, só que ela também caiu de bicicleta :/ mas ela disse que tudo bem, a gente vai assim mesmo, empurrando as bicicletas por enquanto, conversando sobre as quedas, e cuidando dos machucados, e quando estivermos prontas, a gente vai pedalar até aonde a nossa estrada nos levar.

And so the partying commenced...

Holley: Hey, you know what would be great right now?

Mater: Eating liquorice?

Finn: Punching a swingset!

Cruz: Eating liquorice!

Lightning: Riding a hoverboard!

Cruz: Eating liquorice while on a hoverboard!

Mater: No! Punch the hoverboard! Eat the swingset!

*Some time later*

Lightning: Okay, so we’re all clear on this. The hoverboard of made of liquorice. We can punch it if we want to, but only if it’s near a swingset. Is that good, are we good?

Finn: I like it.

Cruz: Sounds good.

Mater: Can the swingset hover?

Lightning: GRAAAAH!

♥️

Sometimes a train ride is needed to bring understanding.

theinfiniteache:

Via gotabaddesire

I want you to tell me, to trust me, to want me.

Franstober, Day 7 "Ride" - @uhhbananafrappe

A scene from the second time Sans and Frisk saw each other xd and although in fact Sans was stressed and wanting to get the hell out of Frisk's kingdom, he followed her and at the same time she sensing his emotions thought that riding a bit would help him de-stress because well she does that very thing </3

And shit I had to use horse references because Goood how hard they are 😩

Codztober Day 27

In a Bathing suit

I took this opportunity to show my body headcanon for Richtofen, he's covered with all sorts of scars but he's grown use to them. Also, free ship potential if ya want idk

Ultimis Richtofen: Dempsey where is my hat?

Ultimis Dempsey: *wearing Richtofen’s hat* I dont fucking know

Ultimis Richtofen: 

Ultimis Richtofen: Okay I’ll continue looking then-

source: Me and my friend Calico

[edit: howdidthisgetsomanynotesthankyou]

Life is a roller coaster, enjoy the ride!😲🥱Amusement park🎢🎡Thrills for d...

I’m In For The Ride

I find it funny that

White roses tarnish with age

I'm scared my love

Will have wrinkles the next time I will meet

Will it be you or me at the welcome mat?

Maybe I will keep your coat hanger for my rage

Like Cinderella shoe, or someone’s glove

I keep your writing as a treat

I'm in need of a deep conversation

And I think you'd be perfection

I wonder your thoughts on bottling up fear

And using the pressure like a Coke and Mentos rocket

Blast off with irritation

And safety goggles for protection

We could talk about what we think of Shakespeare

And girls pockets

When it comes to talking

I just don’t know how or where to start

Maybe I'm in need of a brave summer vacation

I have don’t have many ideas though

I just have to keep a rolling and a rocking

I also have to learn how to part

With hesitation

Learn how to jump head first into something when people are saying no

I have to learn to not think, just do

Every time I go around I want to reach for the gold rings

And see everything I can see before I can’t see

I want to know that if I failed, at least I tried

I find it funny how we all do the same motions but are different each time we carry them through

How we change slowly and want and need different things

I'm scared and I want to break free to be me

Lets see where life will show me and take me to, I'm in for the ride

Let's take a ride!

Our last trip to Berlin! Had fun riding bikes around the city! Enjoyed a lot! 📷🙌

http://dailylifedose.com/5-best-italy-road-trip-car-bike/ #planning for a road trip in #Italy? Want to know the best #place to #visit in italy? Yes yes yes i know everything in italy is beautiful.. But i am talking about #roadtrip.. #tuscany #lakecomo #sicilian #amalficoast ... An amazing view of #sunset, #sunrise, #ride at the middle of the road of #colourful house.... #travelgeek #travelblogger #travelholic #traveller #travellife #travelholic #travelgram

ride's "going blank again" on 180 gram double vinyl came in the mail today, just in time for christmas. came in the mail. in the MAIL. and appeared so effortlessly on my coffee table. if only everything this great was always that easy. 

i just bought tickets to lana del rey's show at bill graham civic auditorium in sf on april 18th. it could be really bad or really GOOD. this remix, however, is close to perfection.

Pig Gang

Delage 1926 🏎 #cars #car #ride #drive #france #driver #sportscar #vehicle #vehicles #street #road #freeway #highway #sportscars #oldcar # #exoticcars #speed #paris #piceofhistory #race #racing #rim #rims #engine #horsepower (presso Park Hyatt Paris-Vendome)

Moonbikes

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I was in the winter of my life, and the men I met along the road were my only summer. At night I fell asleep with visions of myself dancing and laughing and crying with them. Three years down the line of being on an endless world tour and my memories of them were the only things that sustained me - and my only real happy times.

I was a singer - not a very popular one. I once had dreams of becoming a beautiful poet. But upon an unfortunate series of events saw those dreams dashed and divided like a million stars in the night sky, that I wished on over and over again, sparkling and broken. But I really didn't mind because I knew that it takes getting everything you ever wanted and then losing to know what true freedom is. When people I used to know found out what I had been doing, how I had been living, they asked me why, but there's no use in talking to people who have a home. They have no idea whatitslike to seek safety in other people. For home to be wherever you lie your head.

I was always an unusual girl. My mother told me that I had a chameleon soul. No moral compass pointing due north. No fixed personality. Just an inner indecisiveness that was as wide and wavering as the ocean. And if I said I didn't plan for it to turn out this way I'd be lying. Because I was born to be the other woman. Who belonged to no one, who belonged to everyone. Who had nothing, who wanted everything. With a fire for every experience and an obsession for freedom that terrified me to the point that I couldn't even talk about it. And pushed me to a nomadic point of madness that both dazzled and dizzied me.

Every night I used to pray that I'd find my people - and finally I did. On the open road. We had nothing to lose, nothing to gain, nothing we desired anymore. Except to make our lives into a work of art. Live fast. Die young. Be wild. And have fun. I believe in the country America used to be. I believe in the person I want to become. I believe in the freedom of the open road. And my motto is the same as ever, "I believe in the kindness of strangers". And When I'm at war with myself, I ride, I just ride.

Who are you? Are you in touch with all of your darkest fantasies? Have you created a life for yourself where you can experience them? I have. I am fucking crazy, but I am free.

- Lana Del Rey

those nights were on fire, we couldn't get higher

we didn't know that we had it all

so hi. i haven't opened tumblr in like a month as i was away from home for my scholar internship, now i'm back and i don't even know where to start. first of all, i hate my house and my parents, i wish i could go back to vienna every single moment of every day since i've been here. i despise my bedroom, i eat too much, my bed stinks and everything reminds me of depression. today's been the worst so far, i don't even have the strength to wake up or answer some texts. and viennaaaa, oh how i miss the place, and the people. to them, it probably isn't as important, this is just a normal experience a lot of teenagers do, but to me, it was most likely the closest i'll ever be to knowing what it feels like to be alive, to have a group of friends you can laugh with and get high with and to have people who care about you and know you, even if just a little bit. i was alone and i was alright. nothing will ever bring me back to those feelings. feelings my mind has already erased due to how i'm used to this sick place. and i don't want to go back to school, i fear there's no more energy in me to spend another year like the last few ones. always swinging, ranting and raving, feeling like I'm being dragged around. and that one boy...for the first time ever, i felt like i could be interested in someone in a normal way. for the first time, i wasn't obsessive or unnatural, at least not while living through the moment. only he has a girlfriend. and like, who am i fooling? i am able to recognise that i am not his person anyway, and that nothing would have happened even if he hadn't already been with someone because of how i normally act and handle these situations -i don't feel like i deserve to be with someone, I'm firmly sure nobody will ever feel romantic attraction towards me-, the problem is that i don't know how to forget and how to move on from all of the simple, yet special things that have come upon me, as it never happened to me before.

sometimes i just feel like i wanna hang myself