Everyone who reblogs this by March 17th will have their URL written on a piece of paper and put somewhere in Seoul, Korea
this is basically a copy of the london one but here’s korea too? i’ll post pictures and tag you and the like
You will get your heart broken. It will hurt. A lot. You will piece it back together and it will get shattered again. And again. And again. And it will hurt every time. Your heart will break over things that have nothing to do with significant others. You will have your heart broken when you don’t get the job you really wanted. You will have your heart broken when your parents get sick and you can’t fly home to see them. You will have your heart broken when your best friend moves away. But every time you do, that feeling is a reminder that you cared about something and you took a risk and you put yourself on the line and, most importantly, that you’re alive.
shout out to water for keeping my throat sufficiently lubricated for optimal yodeling techniques
Thank you friend