Apparently there is someone in my online Calc class with a child my age. 

Only two more days of ear drops.

ONLY TWO MORE DAYS OF EAR DROPS.

SUNDAY NIGHT, PLEASE HURRY.

HOLY CRAP EVERYTHING JUST CLICKED INTO PLACE.

It’s not that I didn’t understand the calculus book, I just didn’t realize that that was what it was talking about.

I love that moment when everything clicks into place. I just wish I could get that to happen with my writing…

POOFY HAIR LIVES AGAIN!
My mom hates my hair like this. She says it looks too messy. But everyone else loves it like this, so oh well. You got me the crimper, you get to deal with the poofy hair!

POOFY HAIR LIVES AGAIN!

My mom hates my hair like this. She says it looks too messy. But everyone else loves it like this, so oh well. You got me the crimper, you get to deal with the poofy hair!

psych2go:

It’s said that 90% of people will see the same word first. Don’t cheat! Type the first 3 words you see in the comments and then look and see what everyone else saw!

psych2go:

It’s said that 90% of people will see the same word first. Don’t cheat! Type the first 3 words you see in the comments and then look and see what everyone else saw!

Finally got around to taking all of my shells and rocks out of the baggie I had them in. Right now they’re drying. I still need to clean them all…

You see that blue line? That is a sticky note that I placed on page 320 of my copy of This Star Won’t Go Out. The reason it’s there?
I can’t read a single paragraph on that page or beyond (up until page 392 where Esther’s original stories start) without choking up. Like, I just saw someone post a pic of a quote from that little section, and I was like “Was that from Evangeline’s letter or Abby’s?” So I found it, and just reading the paragraph after that quote had me all teary eyed.
It’s amazing how connected you can feel to someone just through reading their book, and how you can feel pain at just the idea of their death without ever having known them while they were still here. 

You see that blue line? That is a sticky note that I placed on page 320 of my copy of This Star Won’t Go Out. The reason it’s there?

I can’t read a single paragraph on that page or beyond (up until page 392 where Esther’s original stories start) without choking up. Like, I just saw someone post a pic of a quote from that little section, and I was like “Was that from Evangeline’s letter or Abby’s?” So I found it, and just reading the paragraph after that quote had me all teary eyed.

It’s amazing how connected you can feel to someone just through reading their book, and how you can feel pain at just the idea of their death without ever having known them while they were still here. 

Oh gosh, someone stop the hiccups please. This is the third time I’ve had them today…

transsamwinchester:

transsamwinchester:

please watch this cat talking to her babies

if any of my posts deserved to get a lot of notes its this one

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IF YOUR ART GETS STOLEN

rene-art:

harrypopsz:

jolly-godoflies:

https://www.tumblr.com/dmca
Go there, and do as the instructions say.
When my art was stolen, I got the post reported, and it was taken down. Don’t worry, it doesn’t just take down the sources post, but it takes down all the reblogged posts too.
Please give this a reblog, many artists out there may not know this is here.
And remember, ask permission before sharing, or don’t post it.

THIS IS BLOODY FANTASTIC

LET ME SMOOCH YOU

GOODBYE RE-POSTERS

HOLY SHIT

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I HAVE RETURNED!

Our little trip up to Mackinac bridge and back was fun. It included dips in three different lakes, an owl almost smashing into our windshield, and me riding half of the way home today using a towel as a makeshift sarong because I forgot to grab my shorts when I went to change out of my bathing suit.

And I have a bag full of shells/rocks, including an itty bitty Petoskey stone that I found. I’m glad I found it on the beach, ‘cause I really wanted one, but it was like $5 for the smallest stones no matter where you went.

Now I just need to make sure I didn’t cart home any snails in my shells.

scotsmcall:

i consider 80% of my mutuals my friends even though we have never talked just to let u guys know

rodeoliferodeolove:

The addiction is real 🙀🙊

rodeoliferodeolove:

The addiction is real 🙀🙊

Past me made my day. Five of my Esther Day notes are still up in Wal-Mart. I was surprised by three/four of them, because they’re so plainly in sight that it’s amazing no one’s found and taken them yet.
On one hand I’m like ‘aw no one found ‘em’ but on the other hand they still have a chance to make someone’s day. Like mine! c:

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