I think I’m allergic to people who are unwilling to broaden their perspectives.
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made a small mistake on his German exam.
Some people say home is where you come from. But I think it’s a place you need to find, like it’s scattered and you pick pieces of it up along the way.
by Katie Kacvinsky (via emotional-algebra)

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"Our daughter was five months old when I got a scholarship to Johns Hopkins. My wife came with me to Baltimore so that our family could stay together. I will always be thankful for that sacrifice, because I know it was the toughest three years of her life. She didn’t speak a word of English. We lived in a tiny studio— so tiny that many times I did my studying in the bathroom. In Vietnam, she had a job where she was getting phone calls all day long. But in America, the phone never rang. She wasn’t allowed to work because of visa requirements. Vietnamese holidays were regular days in America, so I’d be in class during New Year and we could never be together. Sometimes when I’d come home from school during wintertime, she’d look at me with tears in her eyes and say: ‘Tuan, I want to go home.’ But she still stayed with me. When I finally got my degree, many of my friends asked if I’d look for a job in the US. But I wouldn’t do that to her. She had done enough for me. So I said: ‘We are going home immediately.’ And as soon as we got back to Vietnam, she was like a fish back in the pond."
(Hanoi, Vietnam)

Anonymous said: what's the difference in german bread?



OMG. I’m about to go to bed. How do you expect me to answer this question, this essential, important question in just so many words?

Firstly, German bread is ACTUAL FUCKING BREAD. Like… it has a CRUST, it’s made with NATURAL SOUR DOUGH. WHEN YOU TAKE A BITE OF FRESH-BAKED GERMAN BREAD IT TASTES LIKE SUNSHINE AND BASICALLY SOLID BEER JUST WITHOUT THE ALCOHOL, AND ACTUAL GRAINS. IT IS THEREFORE IT EXSITS! Whereas English and American bread (and bread from many other countries - I’m looking at you, Sweden) doesn’t even deserve the NAME bread. It’s toast. It can only be endured when toasted. And even then it’s basically just a few carbon molecules around loads of air. 



You do not understand how much I love our bread. And you will never understand it unless you’ve eaten a still slightly warm slice of a rye-rich, soft but dense, juicy, crispy “Krustenbrot”. JESUS ON A BRÖTCHEN! 

I miss good bread. American bread is the absolute worst.

Ever since returning from Germany, I rarely eat bread.



Heidelberg (Baden-Württemberg)

This picture was taken from the top of Heiligeistkirche and I miss this town so much.

Just because one person’s problem is less traumatic than another’s doesn’t mean they’re required to hurt less.
by J.A. Redmerski, The Edge of Never (via larmoyante)

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the sky is the only thing that stops me from losing it

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