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aw baby!!!
I could seriously watch this all day
The way he starts raising his voice 😩😩 omg
Oh my god
His thinking face is so cute! 😩😍
The squeak he makes when he says oh 😩😍
You never really completely lose someone. They are always with you. Be it in the crashing waves of an angry ocean that reminds you of their piercing blue eyes, or the way the stranger in line before you ordered their coffee the exact same way. The ones we love become memories etched in our minds long after their physical forms have left us. They are constantly haunting us.
Nicole M. (via wnq-writers)
There's a few things I wish I've been told before this time, such as fwaiting and tort Sunday July 20th. I blocked j for I believe 2-3 days, Sarah calls me today and leaves a voicemail of only her saying to call back. She even tells me her number as if I've deleted her as a contact or don't have her as one. Either way I feel like jane maybe talked to her about how im not responding to her texts. And as I remember the last text I sent jane was " sorry have a nice day" and she said " sorry for what?" and I never replied. I was so fed up with her never returning my calls then getting a text a day or two after of " heyyy u" or something. It's annoying because even if I'm in a tough spot right now, and all I'm doing is venting, she out of all people should be there for me since I was there for her when was all fucked up living in Ontario for two months.with her parents lol.. 50 guys. 50 Anyway I can truly say she fucked my mind upside down. Somehow before I met her, like actually knew her and hung out with her, basically dedicated my life to her, I knew how to take care of myself. But after hanging out with her I stRted smoking pot and talking about drugs and treating my mom worse than before because she somehow conceived me that mothers and family are unconditional love, which is true, kutos... But what she should have said was " treat your mother right" and sent me home in a cab with some extra money.. As any "mother" or grown woman would do. She should have hugged me when I was upset because she knows I'm the kind of person who needs touch when I'm upset. I've just become so overall insecure and different with her than I ever have been in my life. She isn't who I thought she was, and yet I still let her in every time. But now I want her to worry about me, I want her to feel how she made me feel, I want her to feel like I'm dead or something. I know how nuts this all comes off as but i have to put my thoughts somewhere. I didn't plan to write this, it just happened. I planned to make her feel like this for a very long time. But I knew I could never ignore her on my own, as I've tried before and failed an hour later, replying back to her texts. But damn it im had to block her, and I was planning on doing it for a week but now I've unblocked her, and when she texts me, in one week exactly, I will reply and say something along the lines of " Hey I apologize for not replying to you. im dealing with some things right now and haven't been talking to anybody. But I'm doing fine, hope you are too" or something like that. Something to make her feel worried for me idk. Am I crazy?. I just had a dream that I decided to see jane and Sarah and it was really weird for me. We were in a big line up for somewhere and Jane kept touching my shoulders and kinda expressing to me how happy she is that I'm ok again and blah blah ( but I wasn't ok I just thought I missed her and figured it would be good to see her) ( oh I was also staying the night at her house ) and Sarah was really joyed too. I just remember this cloud of uncomforted grief, like why am I hanging out with 50 year olds.. Better yet, why are they hanging out with a 19 year old, and to one of them, someone their own son could be friends with. I felt the same way back when I hung out with Portia again after a few months to a year, after kind of pushing myself away because I knew it wasn't right to hang with her and the kids at the end of the road, when they're all like 6-7 years younger than you Grade fuckin 7 man. I was in grade 7, and this continued throughout the whole time in elementary. So inappropriate. I wonder that the kids parents had thought about me. Yes okay anyways carrying on now... SO what I'm saying is that why am I hanging around her? I miss her but not so much. The dream just showed me how much I don't need her in my life, as much as I thought I did. The thing is, that when jane and I met, for the absolute very first time... I was late for her class on the first day. The firstttttt day. Yep. You heard me right. Anyways as my sign " Aquarius" says, We always get what we want. And I knew that I wanted jane in my life, for some fucked reason I wanted her in my life so I made it happen. I simply used my talent as something to impress her in a way, and when she wasn't feeling okay, I used extreme measures to with the advice that I gave her. I gave her a lot of advice, very true, centred and mature guidance. She already found me appealing I could feel it as I have strong senses. I understood at the time that we would be cool friends after weed came up in class, and in our own conversation. Even though I never smoked weed, but yet on our drive to me dropping her off at the bus loop, whilst listening to city and color, Beatles and tom petty, we talked about our trip to New York, the big apple. We talked about road trips in the summer, we spoke about future plans and how we will stay in touch when she's back. Guzzling down our over prices coffees from Starbucks, our regular tradition for the drive, we had finally reached the stop. And tomorrow it would be happening all over again. And the next day and the next.. Until finally it'll be the weekend. Jane filled me with loads of life advice and told me me stories on life lessons. She told me to travel while I'm still young, taught me about health and told me about how I had inspired her about journaling. It kept me at am alright state. But near the middle of out friendship l, I had noticed a drift, on and off with her. Some days she would realize things and be realiE other days not at all. Update: so as you know by now even though it's not documented in script, jane has sent me a butt load of repeated texts that I have yet to reply to. One after another, Monday or Friday, she's always sending them, any day of the week. even if it's two days later. She hasn't fucked off and I'm glad for that. I really am. Want to know why? Because I crave attention, I know that's so wrong to say but believe me it's something we all like. I moved oceans for jane, i mean come on, I considered moving my whole life to a town in Ontario to a small town nick named Bonerville, what the hell, and not to mention how it was tinier than Squamish. Wow and Tessa and I thought that town was small, you've gotta be kidding me on that one lol. I miss her but I enjoy ignoring her more, there's a plan I have in store and it's that I wanna be fit when I see her again, I wanna have clear skin and I want to be confident , I want to show her that I am doing so well on my own, and that it is possible for someone like me to change so jurrasically in such little time. I want to stop being so insecure around her small body that I can't even eat one chip without thinking she feels I'm a failure. See, these are all reasons why I can't know her anymore. Why I must run on my own to some place I like better. I realize that I haven't ended my conversations with jane all that long, but I have to admit that it's true when you hear people say things like disintegrating the negative makes room for more positive. Getting rid of negative people always benefits you to making new friends. It's like making a deal with yourself that if you buy a new item,ah let's say shoes. yeah? Ok so you have to get rid of those old shoes that are outgrown that you still try to for into because you enjoy the look, but in reality they do not fit you anymore and you have new shoes waiting for you. Well so okay, you toss those old shoes out and what are you left with? New mother bitching shoes dude. Naj told me not to contact jane because she doesn't agree with how she treats me. Naj tells me that it's in appropriate and she shouldn't be hanging out with people who are 19. I agree with her. I'm really glad I called her and asked if I should give jane a call back because I was so lost and I really didn't feel like talking on the phone to jane, I just knew it would be really uncomfortable for me and I know that I would just lie to her about "not talking to anyone"my truth wouldn't be set free The truth is that I don't want you anymore. No matter what it is that I say to myself, no matter how many times now, that I try to defend that you're good for me when you're not, has burned out. Like an old candle flame. I agree with what everyone else has been trying to tell me all along. I swear that I didn't mean to seriously distance myself from you like this, I just wanted to make you feel how you left me feeling, I didn't even believe I was going to last a week since I've tried I ignoring you before on my own without blocking you and failed so quickly. But now being away from you I am so fucking happy. I don't like being around you, it's only ashed darkness that you are surrounded with, and any bit of sunshine that strikes your way is only an illusion. I have realized how many times you've made me feel like I didn't matter to you, I have seen and replaye every time you did not acknowledge I was upset, how you would not even say the words " it's going to be okay" when every fucking time I saw the slightest bit of sadness on your face, I would tear down every plan I had just to be there for you. You couldn't even spare a dime to the homeless people we walked by in Vancouver, after pleading to you that I wanted to do something for them. I just can't believe how shallow you are and how you had me believe you were so fucking good for me. " life time friends " my ass, jane. Maybe you can learn from Sarah a little bit? At least she has some common sense. I don't know. Fuck, then again she still believes that's it's ok to hangout with me too, lol god? Will you help me help her fuck off? Meagan, you're not crazy nor are you Hungry. Keep going with this you know you can do it. You know stupid processed food is only going to make you fatter. Think about your fat things and how they run together when you walk. It is not how you want your life to go.
If you take a second to write down the little, otherwise insignificant things in your day that made you happy or upset you, you’ll notice some pretty telling patterns about yourself.
Brianna Wiest (via wordsaresinging)
There is a place within each of us from which laughter springs. I think it must be somewhere awfully close to the heart. The thrill which leads us to laugh is surely connected to that which leads us to love. Each is as intertwined with the other as music and dance or prayer and devotion. Whether brought on by the candid honesty of a child or the wit of a sweetheart, laughter expresses love and appreciation for that person. And as it bubbles from within and rises to the surface, laughter becomes a manifestation of love.
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There’s actually plenty to be happy for. Simply existing at all is an amazing, entertaining, fascinating thing. Life is an adventure, etc.
J. K. Anonymous (via wordsaresinging)
Some things you should remind yourself daily
Your tummy is great
You have really nice legs
You have a really beautiful face
Your hair looks rad
You’re good enough
Your body is 100% normal and acceptable.
It’s yours and you should decorate it how you want
You’re hella cute
small things to add to a hand written letter:
a teabag of your favourite tea
heart shaped note with cute drawings
stickers on the outside of the letter, and inside
handmade paper doll
small print or postcard
a sketch or a little painting or a poem
glitter or sequins or pearls or buttons
small candies or bubblegum
cut out magazine pictures or articles
folded paper, like origami
textile like small ribbons or clothing patches
coins or flat things found in a souvenir shop
pressed flower or leaf
I had a dream about Nana. it was mom Amanda dad me and Papa and Nana we were on the store Cooper's foods except it come out to bit like Costco they're tall shelves and a lot more people suddenly turned into value Village or at least there were some clothes there nana and papa kept looking at clothes and picking clothes out that would suit Amanda or I best. anything Papa picked out never appealed to us at all it was either too big or too small or not our style at all. nana had a handful of clothes there was quite a few in her hand and she said how about this deer and it was one black shirt and one pink shirt and they're both tight and kind of had patting in the bra. thinking about it now it looks like my old dent shirts from when I was little. Amanda even commented and said yeah Megan is with the good they're nice and tidy and I I thought about it for a minute and I was was like yeah I want that yeah yeah let's get those. but still everything papa was picking out didn't work out for me.. Nana had the magic eyes. at this point in the scene mom and dad were not with is, perhaps shopping elsewhere in the store. now looking at this from another level, it's like we were children again, shopping for back to school clothes, only older, rather a trapped part of my childhood was still locked in my mind. I suddenly had the ability to realize that this moment wouldn't have other ones, and that it was not forever. I knew what was going on, though I didn't know it was a dream, I had the idea that I knew she had either already passed and came back, or was going to pass, I didn't want to take any more risks.. I told her " you know Nana I'm really going to miss to value Village clothes that you give to mom to bring home to us all the time. "when she turned around, her eyes were not as blue as before. I believe she replied with " it's OK dear or " its okay dear me too" something like that. I sense that she did miss us but I also sensed that she was OK and it was all about healing now. she wants to make sure that we're OK. there is not getting around the idea that we are okay when we're not. because in heaven they only see the truth, if we lie and say " go moM, or go Heal nana we are ok we love you" but are broken inside, well we are not going to get away with it, because if we are not okay, she is not. we are all connected. if we are okay, she is okay and will carry on. nana has genuine kindness that only her close ones can see. you've gotta know her for awhile. I remember the dream felt so surreal and I didn't even care I just grabbed her hand in public and told her that I loved her, she held me right back and a part of me had felt complete again. she loved me in all the same ways. I may have asked her about my acne as well, but in the dream I realized that she cannot make it go away. I did not ask, but I just understood that only time heals wounds, and yes this is becoming an unbearable wreck to me but it's true about time, and it's true that nana cannot speed up the days it takes to get better. for its all a learning process as well. but Nana will be at my side the whole way through.
late night ideas bucket list have a movie night with mom, totally junk out and get your vegan ice cream, kettle corn and make a nice pot of vegan chili. you don't need to worry about the weight because you're going to make it a plan to work hard at the gym the next day. relax and let yourself totally go. watch comedies and re build that lucky relationship any daughter or mother wish upon 🙏🏻 sleepover at papas, watch movies, talk about nana and how much you respect them. you can cry. it's okay. don't let him forget nanas impact on someone. she is very special and he mustn't just forget her to heal. have papa write in your journal ASAP talk about tattoo ideas have papa show you how to paint something even super small !!! or draw!!! since you always said you want him to show you. and I'm saying this because you said to grandma you wanted to learn a new Spanish word every visit to Squamish but never kept up with it. you are not hungry! drink so much water it feels good when you work out properly
Hamoody Thank you naj!!! as life goes on you, if you're lucky enough, you will meet some remarkable people. As life goes on you meet people for a reason, if you are lucky enough you meet some remarkable people. These kinds of people are considered to be very generous, caring and helpful. They add a spark to your life and a lift of instant happiness when you are around them. These people continue to stay in your life even after you've hit enough rough patches to kill your self esteem even if you have a face full of bumps they will continue to see you like before they will continue to treat you like before even if you told them you're not interested because of your sexuality They do not live to judge they do not live to hurt people They live to love one another They live to meet good company No matter who they are So long as you treat them with the same respect, that is. Hamoody Attara Man have I put off awhile to write you this letter. I'm sorry for taking so long, even though you probably weren't expecting it. I must tell you though, if you receive a letter from me, understand that you are someone very special in my life, who has this uplifting spirit that catches my eye. I hope that we continue this friendship wherever we are in life. I know that through the years you lose base with certain people, but I'm praying we stay friends forever. I know that sounded ridiculously cheesy, but this whole letter is going to be a bagful of "Tex-Mex". So get ready. I apologize in advance if I come off in any sort of creepy way. I want to let you know how closely I pay attention to the importance in my life Let's start from the beginning, yes? I remember the first time you said hello to me at the gym. You were working on a machine right next to me and decided to introduce yourself to me. Over time we got to know each other more by working out as a team. we'd go for tea in December and you began driving me home and picking me up, you didn't want me to drive myself because you were "worried if something happened" but I knew you were just trying to be a gentlemen, ya slick thang you. I remember when you met my family for the first time at our annual Christmas party. It was the first time we heard each others voices , the first time we sung together.. In front of my entire family as our audience. But the most insane idea about this whole thing, is that even after I told you I wasn't interested in men, you still continued to see me on a regular basis. Nothing changed between us, even though I expected you to stop talking to me shortly after. Most people do. But you are different. I can't thank you enough for making me feel okay when I'm with you. For holding me in your arms while you rescued me from being stranded in Langley. For celebrating New Years with me and escaping that lame party I dragged you to. For taking me to cliff park and surprising me with that beautiful spot to jam out. When I'm with you, I feel whole, even though I am not. I don't have to wear make up around you, or baggy clothes to feel pretty. You don't have to say anything to me, we could sit in complete silence and I'd be okay with that. You are so important to me. I really need you to know that, because I understand I can be troubling sometimes. Thank you for not changing your mind about me, thank you for loving me head to toe. Thank you for surviving this whole letter full of cheesiness and tolerating my messy writing. Ouch, my hand hurts. I love you ❤️
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dreamt Sarah Paulson and I were at this gathering and she was flirting with some guy but I was flirting with her and she went out for a cigarette and I had none but wanted to impress her so I said we should go outside to smoke and walk to 711 ( was right across the street to buy cigarettes) ( kind of wanted it to just be us because this guy was almost winning her) I then had some cigarettes of my own that i stole from my mom which I found in my bag. ( I knew i looked so young) and she's like " oh you wanted a cig? and kind of like offered me her half one but threw it on the ground to burn. I remember asking her " are these ones not good enough?" towards my cigarettes in which I called "Colgate". the guy she was flirting with came in the indoor porch room Sarah and I were in and we wanted to go to 711, ( I probably told the guy that Sarah and I were gonna go just so he'd fuck off) but he didn't fuck off, all of sudden he just volunteered to join us. then Sarah kind of giggles and says " you guys don't have to buy me anything.. I'm the one with the most money, or " I'm the one who plays on TV, babe you don't have to babe it's okay babe, ok?" she kind of seemed like she was careless and full of herself too much but I was still so attracted to her. woke up and it's. a dream ! also dreamt tundra died
I hope I never grow up to be like you Jane you are honestly an ugly piece of shit and I don't only mean your personality. you fucking sleep with men just for fun as a hobby and reel in young girls like me to feed off their cheques they're earned. you're not only old as fuck but I'm wiser than you are with anything. how creepy if you to even engage in conversation with an 18 year old and ask for advice about men, how dare you come to me about your older problems, I'm young I don't know shit but I wish I never wrote you those huge ass journals and put so much time into it . you ducking little cunt you never once paid for amyrninf for me you ugly fucking bitch FUCK