Cheerfully Yours, Just Another Human

Look, I'm pretty much like you. Not exactly, but we are, as a matter of fact, much more alike than we sometimes allow ourselves to think. Now me, I'm just a person out here trying to stay happy and wondering how to do that. I haven't really figured that part out yet, but I figure for now it's just another part of my journey. Please keep in mind that my ask box is always open and I'm always willing to chat. Stay cheerful, my friend.

[cheerfullyyours-justanotherhuman]

You could eat a lot of hot dogs in 85,686 years, 4 months, and 2 1/2 days.

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People who just say "no" to things they can't do are so weird. How in the world??

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I really love how almost every community is just very attached to its library. I mean, I love libraries and I've been to several. But despite everything I hate about where I live, I love my library the best out of all of them and I don't want it to ever go away and I don't want to leave it This has been a LibraryRant™

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Did you ever love a book so much you couldn't bear to read it?

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Test the waters Like there’s no tomorrow Push your limits To the limit Push your lungs To fill with air Eat good food And see the world If you want

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I did a thing and I'm proud of it.

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the only reason this did not end in a horrifying accident is because it is Jimmy Fallon and Emma Watson.

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Ok but how adorable is this

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When I'm Angry . . .

I get that academics come first, but what if I don't get them? What if the C+ isn't all my fault? What if the reason I'm all done trying is that I feel like the stupidest, most idiotic person on the planet? Why the heck is an institution made to make me smarter making me feel like and idiot that wants to go be a gypsy in the Sahara desert so I never have to face this awful, awful feeling again? I don't want people to lecture me on academics before activities, because activities and being with my friends are the only thing bringing me any sense of joy out of the whole "high school experience." Everything else sucks. I see people I love facing awful things I can't even begin to fathom. And it's cliche, but I'm never enough. I just want to be happy, you know? My dad is always angry with me, and it makes me feel like a piece of dirt, and yet among all these things, the thing that's supposed to be most important to me is getting an A in a subject I have no understanding of, no need for, and no real want to understand except to get into a good college so that I might have some chance of happiness in the future. But where's my happiness now? I'm so sick of preparing for a future I feel like I'm just going to zoom by anyway, always looking for a way to make my next future better, but when will I get to that future if I never take the time to enjoy what I love now? I'm just so done.

[cheerfullyyours-justanotherhuman]

Today is my last day with the Tumblr app. Until then, I can only blog between 7:00 and 9:00 pm. I'm a little nervous . . .

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We have a very needy dog in the house.

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Your Eyes

In the sunrise They are grey Like the fog of the morning Wrapping us together In the sunlight They are blue Like I imagine the ocean If we ever went As the sun sets Your eyes are teal Like my favorite nail polish You insist is minty green Under the fluorescent lights They are dull And they make you look wise Like how you are when you tell me to cheer up With the glowing streetlight They burn, too Like smoldering silver ashes Burning me When you kiss me They are closed Keeping me a secret From even you

[cheerfullyyours-justanotherhuman]

Dear Girls (and people in general) Who Fake Sickness, Cramps, or Anything Else to Get Out of Class,

Please stop. It's one thing if it's real. It's one thing if you're having a breakdown and don't want to be thou roughly embarrassed by telling your teacher so. But to fake injury or menstrual cramps to get out of a test? That degrades you, that degrades everyone who is actually suffering through, and it degrades the teachers' intelligence. This, of course, makes them not trust us anymore. It makes teachers take away the privilege of leaving to deal with pain or blood seeping through your freaking clothing between your legs in a sanitary and healthy way. So please. Stop. Thank you, Every Girl Ever Who Has Been Denied Access to a Bathroom When They Really, Really Need It

[cheerfullyyours-justanotherhuman]

The dignity left with my marbles.

One of My Friends at Some Point

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Smile, dearie. Not to mask the pain, but to fight it. Thrash against it with its enemy. Think positive thoughts even when it's impossible. Never use a smile as a mask. Use it as your greatest weapon. Draw people in with your shining courage and blow them away with your beauty. Because it's there. I promise.

[cheerfullyyours-justanotherhuman]

Okay Is Highly Underrated

Okay is highly underrated. Because sometimes I don't think people understand or acknowledge the struggle that can go into okay. We focus do much in striving for perfection -- or even excellence -- that we forget to see how far we've come. Striving for more and better things is vital, I know, but don't just gobble up the whole candy shop looking for the perfect chocolate; savor the moments that have no chance of mattering in two seconds, much less ten years. The nest time you're having an okay day, savor the okay. Soak it all up and remember that okay is possible, even on terrible days. Remember how okay feels in the hope that when darker things come, you will know that okay will come again, no matter how vain that hope seems. Strive for happiness, but savor okay because okay is not always an easy journey.

[cheerfullyyours-justanotherhuman]

Just because I have a lot of theories does not actually mean that I believe even one of them. Those are beliefs. My theories are thoughts that might work, might not, but that doesn't mean I believe they do or will.

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Is this breaking the rules?