Over the King
reblogging for the nigga in the back
he dont know wus going on yet he just starts groovin lol
need a boost to start hw? WATCH THIS. having a bad day? WATCH THIS. feeling lazy? WATCH THIS
BOUTTA CRUSH MY DAMN HW GAWT DANG I’M GONNA STUDY THE SHIT OUTT’VE IT.
THIS IS SO IMPORTANT
THE MEDIA NEVER SHOWS THIS SIDE OF KANYE
viα vulturehooligan: Sky burial is a ritual that has great religious meaning. Tibetans are encouraged to witness this ritual, to confront death openly and to feel the impermanence of life. They believe that the corpse is nothing more than an empty vessel. The spirit, or the soul, of the deceased has exited the body to be reincarnated into another circle of life. The corpse is offered to the vultures.
It is believed that the vultures are Dakinis. Dakinis are the Tibetan equivalent of angels. In Tibetan, Dakini means “sky dancer”. Dakinis will take the soul into the heavens, which is understood to be a windy place where souls await reincarnation into their next lives.
LOL. how have i never seen this commercial before!? great job Foot Locker. all that Nike too. ayeee!
Kanye in Paris
what the fuck did i just watch… omg is this real?
i really really wanna write something. but i’d rather not. i really just need like a personal journal or some shit.
Probably my most favoritest thing about being Filipino is how brutally honest they can be. Especially the Aunites/Titas and Uncles/Titos. They could tell you anything with no remorse. They tell you if you got fat, if you got skinny, if you have gotten more pogi, if you got taller, if you look like your mom side, if you look like your dad’s side, if they don’t like your significant other, if you smell, etc. just anything you can think of.
and i love it. matter fact i adore it. how else are you supposed to know about yourself if the people you are around just always tell you what you want to hear!
over the break my mom, aunts, and uncles kept telling me how big and fat i got. and i appreciate it so much. -it literally sparked me. it finally made me step back and be like.. GAWT DANG i really am fat af wtf. i would always think in my mind like, “eh, it’s just a few pounds not bad” - or whatever. but i’m so glad they brought me down to earth.
i love it because i’m using it as my fuel as of right now in this stage of my life. i’m using it as my drive. the past couple days i’ve been eating right and starting to make running/exercising my routine.
you can bet i use those voices of my aunts and uncles in my head every time i’m finishing up a sprint, every time i chose to eat a apple for a snack than lays potato chips. just things like that. if i could i’d even walk around with my shirt off just to remind me like, “damn nigga you fat.” lol.
it’s good to have an initiative and inspiration again. before it was that i wanted to make Varsity basketball, i wanted to be in the starting 5. but those high school days are gone. right now, my physical drive is to get fit again. back to square one.
thank you family.