#andnothingbutthetruth

[projectshadovv]

What is the source of the Redtail’s Debt leak??

wcrpforums, or just the redtail tag here on tumblr

[blackicedknight]

This should’ve been a Sermon all by itself in church…practical differences between people who should kept in your life & those who should be Stomped TF OUT of it! #truth #andnothingbutthetruth #beeswax #mindyourown #bahaaa https://www.instagram.com/p/CUzFpL_L_G1/?utm_medium=tumblr

[hollyleafdeservedbetter]

andnothingbutthetruth replied to your post: I want to get back into rp it give me something to...

If you’re into dA rp groups, check out darkwater-warriors. V accessible to new members and plot based to keep the ball rolling

I haven’t touched DA in YEARS

I mean I still have mine and i check it sometimes so not completely accurate, but still. My account it as empty as I could make it without straight up deactivating it.

[wafflestheasianyenbear]

andnothingbutthetruth replied to your post: Suggestion Time

Any Pokemon? … zigzagoon. Not even a linoone, specifically a zigzagoon.

If I could figure out a way to make that at all viable, I would be all over that xD

[wafflestheasianyenbear]

Around what time will you be doing tonight's GTS giveaway?

I’m going to estimate 9:45PM-10PMish EST. It depends how long this professor keeps me in class

[crapallisays]

half of my life is spent staring at gifs until they decide to move and the other half is spent untangling my darn headphones

[adriandiaz2010]

".. These'll be the best memories--"

I remember the day we met. And the way that I felt when I first saw you. I remember the first time you texted me and how I felt when I took forever to respond because I was so busy. I remember the first night I called you and how we ended up talking for hours and just getting to know one another. I remember when we first made plans to hang out and how I ended up meeting your whole family. I remember how nervous I was to make my first impression upon everyone that evening. I remember how awkward it felt for your parents to ride with us back to your house, and how I actually ended up staying at your house because I felt so welcomed with open arms that day. I remember the first time I kissed you on your cheek. I remember the first note I wrote to you and snuck it into your purse without you knowing it. I remember the time you told me about your past and how it affected you and how are now and how it basically left you scarred— I met you halfway on that by telling you parts of my past as well to help you understand me and why I also am the way that I am. I remember the first time I ignored your calls because I was too stubborn to tell you that I had alot going on and refused to communicate with you. I remember the first time we went a few days with boring, distant conversation. Partially due to me going back to my old ways and keeping myself busy and not really keeping you in the loop of all that was going on and how I wasn’t being myself. I remember when I called you to apologize and to also talk to you in person about everything. I remember setting up a place to meet and talk about everything. And how we ended up agreeing to go our separate ways. I remember that feeling of how I let both of us down by not doing enough to make you happy or even communicate thoroughly and being too passive as I usually am.

I remember not texting you for almost two months. I remember texting you merry Christmas but not Happy New Years I remember randomly running into you at the mall, and actually meeting 2 of your bestfriends that I never had the chance to meet before when we were first talking. I remember you randomly calling me one day on a weekend asking to meet up only to jus catch up, not anything serious. I remember us going our separate ways that day and how I waited until I hugged you bye to tell you that I wouldn’t see you forawhile because I’d be leaving for school for work but I’d hopefully see you after I had come back. I remember when we first made plans to go to the gym &how we ended up hanging out after that. And how that slowly somewhat became somewhat of a normal routine. I remember how that was the first time I had seen your family for the longest time. I remember the first time we went out to somewhere other than the gym. That night was so fun, even though unplanned. I remember how I slowly found myself inadvertently becoming so spontaneous and almost so carefree. I remember getting close to your bestfriend plan surprises for you. I remember how you spent basically the entire evening of my birthday with me. I remember how much I was thankful for you to be in my life and how I had never felt someone had genuinely wanted to take time out of their day to be with me and celebrate my birthday regardless of the fact of me telling you numerous times that I DIDN’T celebrate birthdays and that I don’t like to make a big deal out of it being my birthday. I remember telling you weeks in advance that I wouldn’t be able to see you because I’d end up having duty on your exact birthday. I remember the first time we ate together at a sitdown restaurant by ourselves and how I offered to invite your bestfriends to come with and you refused. I remember the night we were on the phone and how you told me what you really wanted and how a week later I was determined to find it and see to it that I’d be the one to give you the best gift for your birthday. I remember the night we celebrated together for your birthday the night after and how for myself it didn’t and wouldn’t be the exact same as celebrating on your real birthday. I remember earlier that day how your bestfriend and I were planning to go out weeks later to celebrate the BOTH of our birthdays together and go all out and how I told her along with my bestfriend that I’d be going all in, as a forewarning. I remember the night we went out following that week and how you were supposed to be at work. That night was fun but had alot of craziness. I REMEMBER how I felt the next morning, thinking it was a mistake and how it shouldn’t have went the way that it did and I’m so sorry. I’d give anything to do it all over again but I’ve learned from my mistakes and hope to never ever let anything like that happen. I was reminded as to why I am the way that I am with people and why I keep such a close and tight-knit circle. I remember the feeling of us drifting away from one another, and how I slowly began to blame myself but do my best to not overthink it all despite about 75% of it being who I am, an overanalyst. I remember a week later you asked me how I felt about us and we both agreed that we wanted the same thing. I remember agreeing to what you asked of me. I remember finally carrying it out and going all in 2 weeks later and how I had never gone through such an experience with someone I wanted to be so involved romantically with. I remember the phone call to take care of business, and how we talked the very next day. I remember how he shook my hand and seeing that I was fit to date you and how he really appreciated me making time for him. I remember coming to your house and telling you very little of the conversation, not out of any ill feelings, but only out of confusion and how I had felt so overwhelmed by everything and thinking to myself that we would be able to be together and become something more. I remember a day later I told you how the whole conversation went over a phone call during your lunch break at work. I remember how we all went to Del Mar Fair and how I felt so far from you despite all that had been happening and how I kind of knew where things were going with us. So I didn’t even try to hold your hand. I remember a few days later that we agreed we needed to get back on the same page. I remember that phone call we had once you finally woke up from resting after work and how we set up somewhere to meet to talk. I remember walking in with you to order, and waiting. Then walking to find somewhere to sit and talk about everything. I remember how I felt when I was gathering my thoughts only to tell you how I really felt and apologizing for being passive and not being completely honest. Which was followed with my spilling all of my feelings. Only to hear you and what you had to say and had to tell me. I wasn’t upset with your decision. I was just shocked by everything and how all of the factors outside of our relationship (or potential of what could have been) had gotten in the way. I remember how I felt when you told me everything, and reminding me of your past and how you still might not be over it. I just remember feeling helpless and so weak physically, mentally, and spiritually. Because I had never encountered anything like this or been so deeply involved with anyone like this in my entire life. I remember during that conversation when I realized that I had nothing left to say or contribute because I had said all that was on my mind and there was no need for me to convince you otherwise, and how I reminded you that I wouldn’t do anything like that and that that’s not the type of person that I am. I remember offering to walk you to your car. I waited for you to put your purse down, and I hugged you for a good minute and said “I gotta go" and walked away without looking at you at all. I sped away, without looking back. I remember when I got to where I needed to be and called you, planning to tell you how much you meant to me and how thankful I was for the memories regardless of us not being able to be together, but you didn't answer (which I'm glad looking back on that) I remember now what could have been but I know understand that God had something better planned for me. I now think of our experience and what God showed me is that.. I am capable of loving someone unconditionally. Regardless of my own past, while giving my all. And being spontaneous, and learning how to compromise, no matter how different she and I were. I did it with no regrets. But I see that I really wasn’t meant to be. And I was never angry when I realized it wasn’t gona happen. I was just angry over all of the things that got in the way. Looking back now, it’s just a distant memory. That I don’t wana relive. I just want to look back at it and see how much I GREW through it all by God’s strength and guidance. As I was facing all of these trials and tribulations, I thought you were good for me, and now I see that you’re not. I thought that I needed you in my life, and thought of so many “shoulda, woulda, couldas" but I really am jus gona trust in God. Because I don’t need you in my life, I need him (God). And I’m thankful that he’s finally opened my eyes to see that we aren’t meant to be and that I’m much happier without you. I remember how I felt walking away from your car and just thinking to myself and referencing it to a scene in a movie.. “It’ll be.. As if, I never existed. This is the last you’ll see of me.."