“I Grew Up In The Village Behind Me. It’s Very Beautiful Here But There Are Few Opportunities. Whenever

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Shark baby

good night!

My dear followers,

I am going to try something: I have an older blog on tumblr that I’ve been neglecting, but I still love it, and it’s very similar to this one- I’m going back to using it primarily, at least for a while. I wish there was a way to merge them, but I’m pretty sure there isn’t. If you want to check it out and maybe follow me there, the username is treble-soft-whistle.

Thanks guys, and I hope this isn’t inconvenient for you.

-Autumn

Evening Post: August 12, 1899. “She immediately alighted, caught hold of the astonished youth, and gave him a sound thrashing, using her fists in a scientific fashion…” I would love to know what this means.

“My father passed away a year before I got married. I wish he could have lived to see me start my own family. After God, he was my god. There was no infrastructure here when I was growing up, so we lived through very hard times and often there was no food. But he’d do whatever he could to make us forget. One night he organized an entire musical. We couldn’t afford instruments so we pretended that we had them. Every one in the family had a role. I was the star.” (Hunza Valley, Pakistan)

We get one chance at life, and it pisses me off that some people may not get to live their life the way they want to. It’s not always possible to have it all. But if you have a chance - the smallest chance - at getting to where you want to be, I say take it. Take it. You’ve nothing to lose by giving yourself that chance.

broken thoughts (via br-o-ken-poetry)

“We lost their mother to a heart attack recently. And their father is overseas trying to find a job. So I’m currently Grandpa, Grandma, Mom, and Dad. Luckily I have five children and eighteen grandchildren, so I’m very experienced. There’s actually one more child at home—he’s eight years old. And none of them can fall asleep unless they are lying next to me. So I have to put the oldest one to sleep first. Then I get up quietly, and lie down between the other two. The only problem is sometimes they fall asleep on top of me.” (Passu, Pakistan)

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