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It must have been like this for Margo, too. With all the planning she'd done, she must have known she was leaving, and even she couldn't have been totally immune to the feeling. She'd had good days here. And on the last day, the bad days become so difficult to recall, because one way or another, she had made a life here, just as I had. The town was paper, but the memories were not. All the things I'd done here, all the love and pity and compassion and violence and spite, kept welling up inside me. These whitewashed cinder-block walls. My white walls. Margo's white walls. We'd been captive in them for so long, stuck in their belly like Jonah. All along I kept thinking, I will never do this again, I will never be here again, this will never be my locker again, Radar and I will never write notes in calculus again, I will never see Margo across the hall again. This was the first time in my life that so many things would never happen again…And as paralyzing and upsetting as all the never agains were, the final leaving felt perfect. Pure. The most distilled possible form of liberation. Everything that mattered except one lousy picture was in the trash, but it felt so great…It's so hard to leave--until you leave. And then it is the easiest g**d***ed thing in the world.

John Green, Paper Towns

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Americans pronouncing it ‘Noo-tella’ as if it were made from fucking hazelnoots.

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ahem.

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#man you just got roasted like a hazelnoot

I wrote this blog post this afternoon after a week of watching engagements, breakups, marriages, divorces, and every ugly and beautiful thing in between.

I'm a firm believer in if you don't have love you have nothing at all. I've always had material things, I've always lived a more than comfortable life. But the only times I have felt completely and totally satisfied is when I felt completely and totally in love with my family, myself, or my God.

Love is Everything. It is so important.

This blog post explains everything wrong about society's love. (or my opinion at least) and it also explains everything that has made me who I am today.

Take a look, reblog, hate it if you want. But consider the words.

#God's love #love #marriage #engagement #boyfriend #dating #family

And Jesus replied "You do not understand right now what I am doing, but afterward you will."

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When did it become all about the money?

Who wants to workout with me at 10:30 tonight? No one? Okay. #work #nightworkout #hiit

When you realize you're in love for the first time, I don't think you're with him. I don't think it's at the first kiss, or the first time you have sex, or even when you introduce them to your parents... I think the first time you realize you're really in love, it may be after you've told them you love them... But it's when you're sitting at home, it's raining outside, and you're watching your favorite movie or tv show... Your phone is off and everything is simple... Then all you can think about is the next time you'll get to see him or hear his voice. You hope he's okay. You hope he's not having any troubles. You hope his head is clear of anything that could trouble him. You hope his family is okay and you hope his future is bright. You think of the future but not too far. You want to know what his childhood fear was and what his biggest and wildest dreams are. You wonder if he's going to like you when you're old and grey. And if he'll look like his father when he's older. But most of all, you're really just happy in the moment. All your fears of broken hearts and tears are set aside. Your fears of the future don't even matter. Because when you're really and truly in love, all you can think about is the fact that you have someone in your life that has proven to you they deserve a portion of your life. And when you finally get to give that portion of your life to them, it's the most amazing feeling in the world.

I know its time to go to bed because the pot is cold and the coffee is empty.

You don't understand now what i am doing, but someday you will."

John 13:7 WOW

Sorry for the rant tumblr.

Disrepecting Dreams

They tried to tell me to stop dreaming. Get a real plan for a realistic life, they said. Find someone who can pay the bills and get a job that can support you if it doesn't work out. They said you can never be too careful. But I refuse to live my life in fear of rejection or failure. So if my marriage fails, I'll try again. If my job falls through, I'll find another. Just because you live "the american dream" doesn't mean I have to. What if I don't want to live the white picket fence life? What if I want to live in the studio apartment with no car life? What if I want to walk to work everyday in 5 inch heels across New York City? What if I want to have blisters on my feet at the end of the day. What if I don't mind working 5 days a week, 52 weeks a year? What if I don't want summer vacation? What if I only need a week of vacation time? What if I don't want 3 kids in a big house in some town in Alabama? What if I just want me and my husband? What if I don't get married? What if I don't want to wear a white dress? What if I want to elope? What if I don't want to invite all of my fellow graduates to my wedding? What if I want to live in Tokyo? What if I want to travel overseas for my job? What if I want to go somewhere and do something? What if I don't want what you want? What if I DONT want what YOU want? WHAT IF I DONT WANT WHAT YOU WANT?

People have different visions of big dreams. If you want to die a big fish in a small pond, go ahead. If you want to die a medium fish in a lake, go ahead. But I'd much rather die a small fish in a big sea than a big fish in a small pond or lake. Because guess what, there's more opportunities. There are more options. Things happen in cities that don't happen in the country. People LIVE in the city, people go out and get dressed up! Going to Monaco is so miniscule compared to going out even just for supper in the city. Because guess what! Its amazing. The lights make you feel alive. You will see something different EVERY SINGLE DAY. You don't see the exact same faces every day. Its not so monotonous.

You say that's lonely? Guess what, that's okay!I've been comfortable with myself with years, I can be alone and comfortable. I can sit at home on a Friday night and be perfectly okay! I don't NEED to go out, I don't NEED to be with people constantly. And that's what makes the country so difficult. People constantly want you to be interactive with everyone. You're weird if you don't rush. You're weird if you don't go to every event EVER. You're weird if you don't play sports. You're weird if you don't dress like everyone else.

Well GUESS WHAT? I HATE those cotton shirts everyone wore and Browning shirts. I HATE cowgirl/boy boots. I HATE muddy jeans. I HATE going "mudding." I HATE big trucks that are loud. I HATE camouflage.

So you're right. I don't belong here. At all. I really don't. I belong somewhere bigger, better. Somewhere I can make a name for myself. Somewhere I can pronounce my dreams and someone will smile and say go for it! Somewhere I don't have to be put together and perfect every single day. Somewhere I can WALK. Somewhere I can FEEL.

I just feel like I've been in a place that disrespects dreams for way too long.

You can't love too much. I believe my life's going to see the love I give returned to me.

John Mayer always gets it right, always.

"What's worse: not getting everything you ever wished for or getting it and it not being enough?" That's gotta be the most depressing quote out there...

The USA Today journalist remind me of teens on Facebook... Trying to stir up something that is irrelevant to an event. It makes me sick.

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