Pablo, 21, Argentina.
World Citizen wannabe. I stand up for Internet freedom, civil liberties, LGTB rights, and this blog is exactly everything that may lead you to a wrong impression of me.

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The Embrace - Josef Kunstmann

pablomdiez:

The EmbraceJosef Kunstmann

my kind of boxing

my kind of boxing

pablomdiez:

"Me miró largo rato y rió. Dijo que aprender por medio de la conversación era no sólo un desperdicio sino una estupidez, porque el aprender era la tarea más difícil que un hombre podría echarse encima."
—Carlos Castaneda

pablomdiez:

"Me miró largo rato y rió. Dijo que aprender por medio de la conversación era no sólo un desperdicio sino una estupidez, porque el aprender era la tarea más difícil que un hombre podría echarse encima."

—Carlos Castaneda

yolobaggins:

cresbro:

amazonian-warrior-princess:

terrible-beauty:

amroyounes:

True love never gets old!

I am Rita

the fairy

The Rita one omg

omg I cant get over the last one

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pablomdiez:

AMOR

pablomdiez:

AMOR

trusthim:

So whitemanmarchprotestsigns is trending on twitter and I thought I’d share some of my favorites. Part 1 of 2.

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girlgrowingsmall:


beastlyart:

boosket:

ask-bloody-fundanny:

roughkiss:

spookytheford:

did-you-kno:

Source

Oh god thank fucking christ.

I usually don’t reblog these, but I feel like some of my followers could probably use the reassurance. I definitely have these kinds of thoughts sometimes.

so i’m not crazy for randomly thinking such thoughts? what a relief!

Edgar Allan Poe had a name for it too: The Imp of the Perverse. he compared the impulses to a demon that urges people to do the wrong thing simply because it can be done

The compulsion to jump from high places is called “l’appel du vide" in French. The call of the void. I think it’s specific to that one instance, but I think it’s a cool phrase for this phenomenon in general.
I think about this with random sharp objects laying around, too. “What if I just jammed this into my eye or throat right now? … oh god WHAT.” Just… fucking christ, brain. Don’t.

Reblogging this again because most people don’t/never know how normal these thoughts are, and that can be a major source of stress. It’s okay. You’re okay. Just, you know, don’t follow through on that shit.

girlgrowingsmall:

beastlyart:

boosket:

ask-bloody-fundanny:

roughkiss:

spookytheford:

did-you-kno:

Source

Oh god thank fucking christ.

I usually don’t reblog these, but I feel like some of my followers could probably use the reassurance. I definitely have these kinds of thoughts sometimes.

so i’m not crazy for randomly thinking such thoughts? what a relief!

Edgar Allan Poe had a name for it too: The Imp of the Perverse. he compared the impulses to a demon that urges people to do the wrong thing simply because it can be done

The compulsion to jump from high places is called “l’appel du vide" in French. The call of the void. I think it’s specific to that one instance, but I think it’s a cool phrase for this phenomenon in general.

I think about this with random sharp objects laying around, too. “What if I just jammed this into my eye or throat right now? … oh god WHAT.” Just… fucking christ, brain. Don’t.

Reblogging this again because most people don’t/never know how normal these thoughts are, and that can be a major source of stress. It’s okay. You’re okay. Just, you know, don’t follow through on that shit.

(via flomation)