Change the way you look at things
and the things you look at change.
Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds and shall find me unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.
Invictus by William Ernest Henley
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possible title for my unwritten memoir: Why Am I On Tumblr Right Now
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sometimes I facebook stalk people just to be like, your face annoys me, and proceed to bask in the annoyance that their face gives me.
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