Soft hearted and sharp tongued. Art Hoe.
Anonymous asked:
What do you look for in a boy?
This is touching base on a discussion i’ve been having a lot lately with the people closest to me (aka goon, my psychiatrist, and kyle)
I find people often forget that talent is practice and well, practice is failure.
I’m sure some people are rolling their eyes and saying how stupid people must be to not realize that, but we’ve turned failure and the act of practicing with little success into such a negative and shameful thing. It really fucks with you and that thinking can stop you from doing so, so much in life.
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Would like to share this, to anyone in the northeast US/Canada, we had a very severe late blizzard last week. I noticed many robins flying around panicked, staying on the roads. This storm was very unexpected for the birds and if you live in an urban area you may want to help them out. They migrated and don’t have an available food source due to the weather swing.
Boost for all us northerners
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Reblog this and money will be entering your life this week
Just doing what i was told
It’s always good to be hopeful
Not taking any chances.
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ok universe, i’m ready to feel good things. make me feel good things.
whenever i post this it works
reblog if u want to feel good things & the universe will bring u something sweet
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I can’t believe this guy mansplained mansplaining.
Correctile dysfunction
OOOOOHHHHHH MY GOD OHHHH MY GOOOOODDDDD OH MY GODDD DOHHHH MFMFFAHL HQFIHLKH LAKH
“Correctile dysfunction” must become phrase of the year
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But seriously to all bi girls who don’t quite know how their attraction works, to all bi girls who doubt their bi-ness, to all bi girls who used to identify as another label, to all bi girls who are now thinking of identifying as another label, to all bi girls who get frustrated when someone says you’re either a lesbian or straight because, goddammit, you’re bi, to all bi girls who feel lost and excluded, I’m here for you, I love you, you’re going to be okay.
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i’m ready for june. the purest month. the friday afternoon of summer, when the world hums with possibility. when spring kisses summer on the cheek, leaves behind a trail of ferns and dew. june is packing your suitcase for a trip. june is a sprinkler in the lawn. june is goodbye and hello all at once. every day feels like the first moment after you wake up, when the dreams still stick to your skin. we wander dazed and hazy in the infant months of heat and sun. we are lovely and unafraid
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