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About: I am a sunflower. Watch me grow.
I think I want to pick up running.

My mother was telling me recently that my grandmother was a tomboy when she was growing up and would bandage her breasts and I can’t put my finger on it but there’s something I love about that story.

Life is so damn short, for fucks sake, just do what makes you happy.

Compliment people. Magnify their strengths, not their weaknesses.

Not everyone is going to want, accept, or know how to receive your energy. Make peace with it and move on.

Kindness. It doesn’t cost a damn thing. Sprinkle that shit everywhere.

Slow down, calm down, don’t worry, don’t hurry. Trust the process.

Spend more time making yourself a better person and less time worrying about what everyone else is doing.

Find a way, not an excuse.

Religious freedom doesn’t mean you can force others to live by your own beliefs, and you do not have to endure this from others either.

We are not our failures.

You can’t live a positive life with a negative mind.

The more you close yourself the unhappier you’ll be. You’re not alone, open up to people.

People come and people go. That’s the way the world goes. Live and learn, don’t live and regret. The best is yet to come. Look forward.

When you lose yourself in what you love, you find yourself in what you are.

Forget everything you’ve been told and open your mind.

Forgiveness is the greatest indicator of strength. Admit when you’re wrong, but if someone makes you feel like shit for the mistake, move on. Similarly, when someone makes a mistake, be good enough to understand why they did. You don’t attack people because of a mistake. People learn.

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This Anna Kendrick Little Mermaid SNL sketch is impossible to find (NBC ran into some legal issues with Disney)… watch while you can!

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“All parents damage their children. It cannot be helped. Youth, like pristine glass, absorbs the prints of its handlers. Some parents smudge, others crack, a few shatter childhoods completely into jagged little pieces, beyond repair.” —Mitch Albom, The Five People You Meet in Heaven (via staying-golden)
Anonymous asked: I love pose 5, who wouldn't want a pic of themselves standing with themselves?

Too right you are. I should by a bunch and hide them around the house, and when people get annoyed and tired of looking at me, I will cast spells on them to turn them into more photographs of me. MWAHAHAHA.

Guys can we talk about these graduation photos?

Pose 2 is being ordered for the yearbook per their requirements (had to be a a pose from 1 through 3) and I’m pretty sure I’m going to order a few photos of pose 12. Pose 5 kills me. Like who decided that was what photo albums and yearbooks across the nation needed. And also can we talk about how much has changed in 4 years, it’s crazy man.

You will have to accept this shit photo of us from the Black Sabbath concert- Tumblr is being a piece of shit and isn’t letting me post the photos I want for this post (or the videos I wanted to post from this concert). 

Five years ago today, I decided I wanted this person in my life to be my better half. Although some days I have been baffled by this decision, overall, it’s been fun. We had a real low key anniversary, but it was nice. To many more, eh?

You will have to accept this shit photo of us from the Black Sabbath concert- Tumblr is being a piece of shit and isn’t letting me post the photos I want for this post (or the videos I wanted to post from this concert).

Five years ago today, I decided I wanted this person in my life to be my better half. Although some days I have been baffled by this decision, overall, it’s been fun. We had a real low key anniversary, but it was nice. To many more, eh?

Anonymous asked: r u graduating highschool???? im excited for mine graduationn!!!

LOL no. I graduated high school in 2010. Im graduating college in May.

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