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missmeganmichelle:

“Moral fiber. So, what is moral fiber? It’s funny, I used to think it was always telling the truth, doing good deeds, basically being a fucking boy scout. But lately I’ve been seeing it differently. Now I think moral fiber’s about finding that one thing you really care about. That one special thing that means more to you than anything else in the world. And when you find her, you fight for her. You risk it all, you put her in front of everything, your future, your life, all of it. And maybe the stuff you do to help her isn’t so clean. You know what? It doesn’t matter. Because in your heart you know, that the juice is worth the squeeze. That’s what moral fiber’s all about.”

missmeganmichelle:

Moral fiber. So, what is moral fiber? It’s funny, I used to think it was always telling the truth, doing good deeds, basically being a fucking boy scout. But lately I’ve been seeing it differently. Now I think moral fiber’s about finding that one thing you really care about. That one special thing that means more to you than anything else in the world. And when you find her, you fight for her. You risk it all, you put her in front of everything, your future, your life, all of it. And maybe the stuff you do to help her isn’t so clean. You know what? It doesn’t matter. Because in your heart you know, that the juice is worth the squeeze. That’s what moral fiber’s all about.

fuckyeahtattoos:

This is my third tattoo and I got it at Bad Bones Tattoo in Lisbon, Portugal. The Wizard of Oz was my favourite childhood movie and I watched it almost everyday at home and at my grandparent’s house. 
When Dorothy got to the end of the yellow brick road and into Emerald City she realized she already had what she was looking for all along. It’s a constant reminder to myself that, in Dorothy’s words, “if I ever go looking for my heart’s desire again, I won’t look any further than my own backyard.”

fuckyeahtattoos:

This is my third tattoo and I got it at Bad Bones Tattoo in Lisbon, Portugal. The Wizard of Oz was my favourite childhood movie and I watched it almost everyday at home and at my grandparent’s house. 

When Dorothy got to the end of the yellow brick road and into Emerald City she realized she already had what she was looking for all along. It’s a constant reminder to myself that, in Dorothy’s words, “if I ever go looking for my heart’s desire again, I won’t look any further than my own backyard.”