You may have seen the exuberant celebrations of David Katoatau, an Olympic weightlifter competing in the 105-kg weight class for the island nation of Kiribati.

NBC titled their video clip, “Weightlifting makes David Katoatau want to dance.”

But there’s another, solemn reason for his joyful performance. Katoatau told Reuters he wants to raise global awareness of the climate change that threatens to destroy his country. 

Video: NBC, Map: Wikimedia

Dear to whom it may concern,

You have wrought a life that is a bed full of glass. There is no peace in your wake, and only the unthinkable pursues you in the most cinematic of fashions. Your greatest accomplishment is the systematic destruction of those you convince into your sphere. Your lack of compunction is ruthless and meticulous in what one can only hope stems from some genuine sense of longing. You taught me much, and you boosted me forward in your own fucked up way. Thank you.

You are a miserable soul. Your existence is stagnant, and your disposition toxic. You test me at every turn, and not in a benevolent way. I must bite my tongue, and constantly sit on my heels because I do not know my strength in this situation, but I know you. Thank you for testing me like this, I can only imagine it to be somewhat beneficial to my character at the end of the day. Whereas I hope I don’t have to deal with you for much longer, or ever again, you played your part in the play.

Oh, you. You fucking beautiful cunt. God how your visage has tortured me. I thought about showing you this letter, but then you made the cut. Of course you made the cut you signifiCUNT piece of un-obtainium. What I cannot understand, is that somehow you share my feelings. Somewhere deep down, your biggest fear is losing me, but you want me by your side at some point. What THE FUCK am I supposed to do with that? How do I convince you? Can I even? I need to go my own way, because it is too much for me to fly near your sun. So maybe I’m not leaving, but I am not chasing after you anymore. I love you, more than you’ll know. Or maybe you do. In any case, I’m going places and I need focus. There’s Irony in there somewhere.

Last, but not least, YOU. You son of a literal bitch. You’ve been fumbling your way to success for fucking 20+ years. What the fuck do you know anymore? What do you even remember? You’re basically an alcoholic, but with some sort of amazing half discipline that’s kept you in the game for too damn long. You’re not a bad person. You have definitely done some fucked up things, but you are more than the sum of your parts. Your consciousness is invaluable, but Jesus Christ take a god damn back seat. You channel your family too fucking effectively and there is no excuse. Remember your humble. You are better than those clowns. You don’t need anyone right now either. If it happens, it happens, mozeltov, but stop forcing it and maybe you won’t have such fucking terrible experiences. Lastly, you’re on a good track. You have at least two solid dudes who would kill and die for you and aren’t going anywhere. Your finances are stabilizing and improving. School is coming together and so is your career. For the first time in a long time you’re on top of your pile. Celebrate! But don’t fuck up, stay in control. You’re doing good, the nightmares will fade and the future has so much in store, you’ll be back in California one day, you will. This is just a step along the way and when you look back you will swell with pride over your full life, and it is far from over, so stop worrying for the death of your adolescence, you’ve been a fucking terror from day one and that isn’t going to change. Not to mention you never were a kid to begin with. So go forth and conquer. Fire Cannot Kill a Dragon, remember?

Sincerely,

             You.

Dedications | Lemony Snicket’s A Series of Unfortunate Events

My new babe

Freshly ink’d

Fire cannot kill a dragon. #newink #ink #tattoo #phresh

Timur Rumit

Couple tattoos for Miguel Danny and his wife 👑👑 #zenit #sashatattooing #linework #dotwork #tattoo #love (в Sashatattooing)

If I really knew how you feel about me, life would be so much easier.

(via tatteredghost)

maybe i should send you a bill for all my time you wasted