I miss the city so much. I feel like I'm dying in this stupid hick-town.

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I miss the city so much. I feel like I'm dying in this stupid hick-town.
My pen ran out of ink...
and now I'm going to cry. #overdramatic
I'm trying so very hard....
not to be totally smitten with you right now. But you're making it hard on me. Why you gotta be like that?
everythingwouldbenonsense:
projectacceptance:
Change the way you look at things, and the things you look at change.
—Wayne Dyer
Today, society has a certain image of what is beautiful, and what is not. The pressure from this causes a lot of people, including myself at times, to be brought down and to believe that they are not beautiful.
I am a recent, yet firm believer that “you are what you THINK.” When you tell yourself that you’re ugly, you carry the weight of that feeling along with you everywhere you go. You are uncomfortable in your own skin and it shows. But when you tell yourself that you are beautiful, your whole countenance changes. Your attitude changes, and you hold your head a little higher, walk a little taller. When you feel beautiful, you radiate a beauty that can not be accomplished by any makeup or other product marketed to make you beautiful.
Confession: I have a small obsession with sticky notes.
Because of this, I have all sorts of randomly shaped sticky notes. Earlier this year, I bought a large pack of heart-shaped post-its and started writing “‘You are beautiful!” on them, along with a smiley face. I put one on my mirror to remind myself, even on days that I didn’t feel it, that I am beautiful.
I’m not society’s image of beauty. But I’m okay with that. I know what truly makes a person beautiful. I’ve learned that no matter what dress size you wear or the color of your hair, you can still be gorgeous. When I put that note on my mirror, I didn’t believe the words that I had written on it. Every time I looked at it, I tried harder to believe it, until eventually, I did. Today, one of the men at my church told me that I get more beautiful every time he sees me. This isn’t the first time I’ve heard this recently. My mail lady has said this on more than one occasion.
“Change the way you look at things, and the things you look at change.” I changed the way that I looked at myself, and other people now see what I see.
I started putting these notes on mirrors in public places as well, thinking that I wasn’t the only one who needed a reminder. Every time that I see a mirror and I have my post-its on me, I’ll leave one. Maybe the person who sees it won’t believe it when they read it, but maybe someday they will.
I’m extending a challenge to all of you who think that you’re not pretty enough…”Change the way you look at things, and the things you look at change.” Place a note on your mirror, or somewhere where you will see it daily. Tell yourself that you’re beautiful until you believe it. And don’t let anyone make you think otherwise.
We finally solved the mystery of the post it note on our bathroom mirror!
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Idk why this is Tumblr-worthy, but its really annoying.
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The ONLY turtle we could find at Kmart.
Check out my beautiful BFF! :)
To be insecure for being on the paler side might be perceived as silly— and I’ll admit, it’s not an issue for me most days— but when you’re pale in a world that tells you that tan skin is “in”, well, that’s when it can be tough. The worst was probably in high school, when friends and other peers would tease me for my PALE skin. I remember once wearing shorts to the mall with a particular friend who enjoyed tanning— and she referred to me as “pasty”. I didn’t wear shorts for a very long time after that. A word can seem so harmless coming from your lips, but it can have a profound effect on a person— either immediately or overtime. With more and more studies about the effects of sun exposure and tanning revealing harmful side-effects, though, I feel better for never giving into pressure to tan. Now, I just look to people like Stevie Nicks and Emma Stone who are pale & considered to be beautiful.
I try not to pick favorites, but if I did, this would be one of them. :)
hopedieslast49:
My name is Kelly and I am an AWKWARD TURTLE. I’ve always been a shy person and I didn’t just get over it after puberty. Therefore, I tend to be more awkward in social situations than most people. This sometimes keeps me from reaching out or taking chances on people and in life. I hide inside my little shell and pretend the world outside my comfort zone doesn’t exist. If I don’t think about it I don’t notice how much I’m missing out on, but the truth is I usually end up missing out on important opportunities, exciting adventures, and potentially great human connections. I’m constantly trying to break free of my turtley awkwardness, but sometimes I see it as just another one of my quirky imperfections that make me different from all the regular fish in the sea.
LOOK GUYS IT’S ME!
I want these sticky notes. ;]
I can't think of anybody else i hate to miss,
as much as i hate missing you.
I cut my hair this morning. :]
Who wants to teach me ASL?
Excited that it's almost Halloween! It's been way too long since I've done anything cool with makeup/hair. My friends want to be cupcake girls this year, so we're gonna do something like this. :)