Hi, how do you take care of your hair?
Soak and Float shampoo bar and R&B moisturizer from Lush are my life savers
trying on a metaphor
i don't do bad sauce passes
we're not kids anymore.
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Sweet Seals For You, Always
Claire Keane
DEAR READER

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I'd rather be in outer space 🛸

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@notmuchreallyhere
Hi, how do you take care of your hair?
Soak and Float shampoo bar and R&B moisturizer from Lush are my life savers
Wash yo ass
“I was raised Catholic” just translates to “I’m an atheist, but I feel kinda bad about it.”
Wow yeah pretty much
Someone once told me that the people that come into (and depart from) our lives fall into two categories: they’re either a blessing, or a lesson. For better or worse, they shape and enhance us. And I still feel that to this day.
Dresses for a garden-party, 1921.
Pride was always a protest.
In 1990, the high school dropout rate for Dolly Parton's hometown of Sevierville Tennessee was at 34% (Research shows that most kids make up their minds in fifth/sixth grade not to graduate). That year, all fifth and sixth graders from Sevierville were invited by Parton to attend an assembly at Dollywood. They were asked to pick a buddy, and if both students completed high school, Dolly Parton would personally hand them each a $500 check on their graduation day. As a result, the dropout rate for those classes fell to 6%, and has generally retained that average to this day.
Shortly after the success of The Buddy Program, Parton learned in dealing with teachers from the school district that problems in education often begin during first grade when kids are at different developmental levels. That year The Dollywood Foundation paid the salaries for additional teachers assistants in every first grade class for the next 2 years, under the agreement that if the program worked, the school system would effectively adopt and fund the program after the trial period.
During the same period, Parton founded the Imagination Library in 1995: The idea being that children from her rural hometown and low-income families often start school at a disadvantage and as a result, will be unfairly compared to their peers for the rest of their lives, effectively encouraging them not to pursue higher education. The objective of the Imagination library was that every child in Sevier County would receive one book, every month, mailed and addressed to the child, from the day they were born until the day they started kindergarten, 100% free of charge. What began as a hometown initiative now serves children in all 50 states, Australia, Canada, and the United Kingdom, mailing thousands of free books to children around the world monthly.
On March 1, 2018 Parton donated her 100 millionth book at the Library of Congress: a copy of "Coat of Many Colors" dedicated to her father, who never learned to read or write.
I love Dolly man what an icon
I’ve never actually seen what it looked like before Mt. Rushmore…it’s so saddening.
P r e a c h
Things they don’t teach you in school.
I love your hair:(
Why so sad
Fat
adjective
(of a person or animal) having a large amount of excess flesh.
Better to have mcfreakin loved and mcfreakin lost than never to have mcfreakin loved at all
I’ve got a PHD in this subject
“Excuse me sir, I think you have my sleeves”
and they were shirtmates
Oh my god, they were shirtmates.
By the way, Kit REALLY likes dig boxes.
unrestrained summer fun
we doing iight? 🖤
We are nowwwwwww
not 2 be controversial on main but i think it’s pretty sad the first major generation to grow up online is projecting their adolescent self-hatred onto the “cringe” generation of tiktokkers
did zillennials seriously spend their youth making OC fanart on devart and livejournal and being told “oh look, they finally emerge” by their parents whenever they risked leaving their room only to turn around 10 years later and say “ewwwh you spent hours cosplaying an OC & learning a viral dance in your bedroom? fuckin cringe”
like….. did we truly lose sight so quickly of how it was to feel young and disconnected and desperate for someone, anyone, to really listen to you? to feel close to you? how quickly have we become jaded to the joys of carefully, earnestly crafting something alone in a dark bedroom and sharing it with the world, hoping for just one other person to say “that’s how i feel, too”? how much must we hate our younger selves in order to blame the teenagers of the world for creating costumes and dances and dreams for themselves???