via shelly-humming
When I admire the wonders of a sunset or the beauty of the moon, my soule expands in the worship of the creator.
Gandhi
via picspicker
To me, it’s extremely painful to remember the happy times with my parents. There were so many bad times with my parents growing up… but now that they’re gone, it’s so much easier for me to remember what their smiles looked like, or how they used to make me laugh, or what good things they did for me while they were alive or how they used to hug me tightly. If I reminiscence about the happy times, it makes me sad that I’ll never get to have that again.
I’m emotionally conflicted about this topic.
Part of me thinks, “Well, at least I had those moments and I can keep that always.”
But another part thinks, “I wish I didn’t have these memories. I wish I could have my brain wiped so I wouldn’t have to deal with the immense pain that comes with it.”
I made this the other night. It was AMAZING and surprisingly flavorful :D
RECIPE
breakerofshackles answered your question: I’ve been on a vegetarian diet for a while for…
Pretty much this. Yes, people should have the freedom to eat what they like, but they should also be aware of the consequences.
:)
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