June 2011
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“Esse frio faz a gente ter saudade de cada coisa besta.”
—Tati Bernardi (via desvirtuar)
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Yup, I’m writing this at 6 a.m.
Because I can’t keep it inside myself anymore, I LOVE YOU. I fucking love you and don’t care if it’s a little too fast for you, if this is happening it is your fault. Though I know you still have some feelings for her, it’s so clear we’re meant to be together, with all the coincidences, with all the crazyness and things we have in common, I’ve never thought that meeting someone like you was possible, except for movies and books and fantasy stories.
The way you talk about that girl makes me feel like you don’t want her anymore, but you’re, at some point, feeling guilty for leaving her. I won’t say anymore than this about it, it’s not up to me.
You are so perfect, sometimes I wonder if I’m dreaming, this is unbelievable, you make me feel like everything is possible, like we’re invincible or some cheesy thing like that.
I hope that all of we are feeling and what we have now won’t disappear, that this can wait for the time you asked me. And I hate waiting, but what can I do, right?
Someday I’ll show you this, to the “future you”, as you say, even if seems stupid and ridiculous.
And followers, you can disregard this message.
a bluebird in my heart.: in memory of ryan, pt. 2—from knoxville with love →
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At Ryan’s memorial Wednesday night in West Chester, people were invited up to the microphone to say a few words about his life, whatever they were feeling at that moment. I walked to the podium and tried to share memories of my dear friend, but the words were just spinning in my head. What came out were the mumblings of a man trying his best not to cry, and I wasn’t even successful at that. I didn’t break down, because I knew Angie or his family didn’t need to see that, but I also didn’t get to properly convey what Ryan meant to me. I won’t be able to do that here either, but I will try. Here is what I wished I could have told everyone then.
I felt 34-percent funnier when I was with Ryan, but I guess everyone did. He had such a hair trigger laugh reflex. He lived his life wanting to laugh and wanting you to laugh with him. He would cackle really fucking loud, too, and it wasn’t uncommon that he would fall over from it. Sometimes I would fall with him because his spirit was very contagious.
He wasn’t incapable of seriousness, though. Ryan was a great listener. If you were having troubles, he was always someone you could go sit down and talk to. Granted, most of our sitting down was actually standing up playing pool together, but he was always there if you were sad about something. That’s why all this is even harder because right now I really need to talk to him but I can’t.
Ryan also had an enormous capacity to love. His friends and family got a lot, but a lion’s share of that went to his sweet and beautiful Angie. If he wasn’t with her he would be talking about her. More times than not he would smile wide through that filthy ass beard of his and say something along the lines of, “How did I ever luck up and land her?” Well, it sure wasn’t because of the way he smelled that’s for sure. (Dunn despised water and rarely bathed.) It was because he had a pure, open heart, and many other qualities of which I am writing about now.
He was very loyal, too, and sometimes that bit him in the ass. We were filming a bit for number two where someone was going to stand in front of the Stingmore mine as it exploded. After we did the test, nobody wanted to do it except me. I wasn’t thrilled about it, but I knew we needed footage. As I was doing my usual pre-stunt ritual of sitting in someone’s car listening to Roger Alan Wade very loudly, Dunn climbed in the backseat. He asked me if I was doing it and I said, “Yeah.” He told me he was going to sit this one out and I said, “That’s fine, buddy, I got it.” We went back to listening to Roger and ten minutes later someone knocked on the window and said it’s time. I got out of the car and Dunn fell in behind me grouchily saying, “Ah hell, I’ll do it with you.” Actually, I don’t know if he said that or anything, but I could tell how he was walking beside me that he was doing it. Bam decided he would as well and we all went in and got our asses shot real good. Whether it was a bit for jackass, a friend in need, or his beloved Angie, Dunn was as loyal as they come.
I’m becoming upset now because this isn’t right, goddamnit. Ryan, I had to go wake up Madison and tell her you were gone. Do you know how hard that was?!! She loved you so much and I know you loved her, so why, buddy? Rocko will never get to know you like she did, nor will my daughter that is coming in October. I cry a lot about that.
Roger wrote a pretty song for you, but you’re not here to listen to it. And I’m hurting!! We all are because we loved you so much and now you’re gone. I know your spirit lives on in me, Angie, Bam and everyone you touched, but that’s pretty tough to see right now through the tears. I’m starting to ramble now, just like I did at the memorial, so I’ll stop. You’ll have to excuse me, I’m just very sad because I lost my brother and my world got about 134-percent less funny. I don’t know what else to say right now, so I will close with I love you, Ryan. I have a lot of emotions swirling, but I want you to know I love you so very much.
Sincerely and always,
Knoxville
What makes me cry really hard it’s to know how sad they are, specially Knoxville and Bam, but Jhonny, I can’t imagine him being sad and it crushes me. :(
“Hands down, my worst moment with the abusive drugs and alcohol was in Copenhagen, Denmark when I was 24. We were on the Steve-O tour, and we just finished the show with Ryan Dunn, Weeman, Preston and Dunlap. We were in the hotel lobby bar, drinking. Drinking like a thirsty cannibal, stranded in the fucking Gobi desert. Then Steve-O shows up with cocaine. I do it, even after 30mg of adderall. We are already bonkers, and Dunlap shows up with weed that he’s been braging about how good it is. Now, I don’t even like weed, but the fact that he wouldn’t shut up about how good it was made me.. haha.. made me, uh… Steve-O’s girlfriend, Candy, decided to have a weed eating competition. It turns out I win. Eating about $100 worth, and twenty minutes later, I’m hysterical laughing for no reason. Then it gets worse. Now I’m realizing that half of it probably hasn’t even kicked in yet. Now I’m completely scared and my head is spinning, and I’m starting to hallucinate. Dunn puts me in my room and shuts the door with the lights out. All I can see is the red blinking clock. It gets worse. I can’t see, and I feel a serious heart attack coming on. I can’t move. Suddenly, my life flashes before my eyes, like a timeline in photographs from when I was one till twenty-four in a matter of seconds. Like, being two years old, seeing snow for the first time, seeing what a big wheel is, playing with matchbox cars with my brother and Hanna, getting my first cat Buffy, my second cat KeyKey, getting my first skateboard situations in school, good times with friends, it all flashes before your eyes in a matter of seconds. Your entire life, you see in seconds. Then I begin to have an out-of-body experience, and I’m floating up, looking at myself dying. It actually felt relaxing, but I thought I’m not dying in Copenhagen at the age of 24. It took all my energy to come back to my body and crawl into the bathroom in the pitch dark, looking for the sink. I find it, I turn on the water and I drink it for one hour or more. I actually fell asleep on the sink drinking water. I woke up 24 hours later, in the bathroom, and I had no fucking clue where I was or what city I was in. I just felt completely tweak. I walked outside and everything had a yellow tint to it, and when a gust of wind came, I felt it was all over my body, like, if you took five hits of ecstasy. I tought I was going to stay like that forever. I didn’t drink for the rest of the Europe tour. Fucking scary. People say you are probably just high, and my answer is yes, I was so high that I had a choice to live or die. And that’s a fucking fact.”
—Bam Margera (via niaistheone)
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Michael Jackson- Smooth Criminal
Just posting this again because at this particular moment in time, it's completely relevant.
See these two guys?
This is Neil Patrick Harris:
And this is David Burtka:
They’ve been a couple since 2004.
They love each other an incredible amount.
On October 12, 2010, via surrogate, they had twins. Harper Grace and Gideon Scott:
And tonight, June 24, 2011, after New York passed the Marriage Equality Bill, they proposed to each other. They are now engaged.
And now, they can get married.
My heart!
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Gunslinger - Avenged Sevenfold
Sou a Bela. *-* Mando isso pro Tuomas? LOL
Qual princesa Disney você é?
Coloque em negrito o que mais parece com você. O que tiver mais negritos, é você.
Cinderella:
Um dos seus pais já faleceu.
Está à espera de fazer um monte de tarefas.
Você gosta de vestir-se.
Você ama os animais.
Você está esperando pacientemente por seu Príncipe Encantado.
Sua mãe é muito rigorosa.
Você tem irmãs que parecer ter um tipo de inveja de você.
Você tem medo de falar o que pensa às vezes.
Você já deixou seus sapatos na casa de um amigo antes.
Você tem cabelo loiro.
Bela:
Você já beijou alguém que seus amigos não gostavam.
Você já ficou perdida na floresta.
Você gosta de ler.
Não tem medo de falar o que pensa.
Um dos membros da sua família é um pouco estranho.
Você já fez trabalho voluntário.
Você tem uma imaginação fértil.
Você gosta de cuidar das pessoas necessitadas.
Alguns meninos só gostam de você porque você é bonita.
Você já rejeitou pelo menos uma pessoa que te convidou para sair.
Jasmine:
Seu pai é rico.
Você é muito inteligente.
Você já esteve com alguém muito diferente de você.
Você é única e diferente de todas.
Você nunca se casaria com alguém só porque ele é rico.
Você definiu uma série de metas para si mesma.
Você não tem um monte de amigos.
Você é independente.
Você é rica.
Seus pais tentam controlar a sua vida.
Ariel:
Seus pais esperam muito de você.
Você realmente tenta seguir as regras, mas é difícil para você.
Você sempre se mete em problemas.
Você é a caçula de sua família.
Você tem um monte de irmãs (3 ou mais).
Você coleciona alguma coisa.
Você tem cabelo comprido.
Você tem/tinha um peixe de estimação.
Você é muito curiosa.
Você acredita em tudo o que as pessoas te dizem.
Branca de Neve:
Você sabe que você é linda.
Às vezes parece que sua mãe está com ciúmes de você.
Você quase morreu.
Você tem pelo menos sete bons amigos.
Você já teve intoxicação alimentar.
Você tem o cabelo curto.
Você se dá bem com quase todo mundo.
Todos os seus amigos são diferentes.
Você gosta de ter um bom tempo livre.
Você é mais feliz quando está fora de casa.
Mulan:
Você é uma moleca às vezes.
Algumas pessoas gostariam que você fosse mais feminina.
Você já fingiu ser alguém que não é.
Você já brigou fisicamente com alguém.
Você já pensou em fugir de casa.
Seus pais tentam programar a sua vida.
A maioria dos seus amigos são meninos.
Você se encontra muitas vezes em situações ruins.
Você sente que o mundo está contra você.
Seus princípios são mais importantes para você do que qualquer outra coisa.
Aurora:
Você já morou com outras pessoas que não fossem seus pais.
Você quase morreu quando era mais nova.
Você é gentil, amorosa e prestativa.
Você tem uma voz doce.
Você gosta de dormir até tarde nos finais de semana.
Você passa a maior parte de seu tempo fora de casa.
Você é muito romântica.
Rosa é uma das suas cores favoritas.
Você sempre está com sono.
Pocahontas:
Você gosta de passear e explorar as grandes cidades.
Você é mais espiritual do que religiosa.
Você já esteve em um relacionamento interracial.
Um dos membros de sua família já faleceu.
Seus pais são muito protetores.
Alguém que você conheça já foi para uma guerra.
Você ama a natureza.
Você tem cabelo preto.
Você gostaria de ir para algum lugar exótico e bonito.
Você é muito aventureiro.
Rapunzel:
Você tem uma madrasta.
Você tem muitos passatempos diferentes para mantê-la ocupada.
Você sempre fica muito entediada.
Você tem o cabelo muito longo.
Seu cabelo é loiro brilhante.
Você é uma pessoa artística.
Você é infantil.
Você não suporta rotinas.
Você se preocupa com os outros e seus sentimentos.
Você gosta de seguir as regras.
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