'Well fuck you too. Last time I'll ever help your old ass'
" Konoha’s Prodigy “
☈ Minato Namikaze ( Naruto )
i have abs………..olutely nothing
My Tumblr ask is always open. ALWAYS. Don't be shy, I will not judge you. I will listen you.
Last night we camped out on a giant disc structure on top of a mountain that overlooks all of Los Angeles county. It was a good night.
Life is nothing but passing experiences, and my thoughts are just one more category of things I experience. Thoughts are no more fundamental than smells, sights and sounds. Like any experience, they arise in my awareness, they have a certain texture, and then they give way to something else.
If you can observe your thoughts just like you can observe other objects, who’s doing the observing?
"beneath the shelter of the trees, only love can enter here"