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My best friend Arielle.

I’ve been listening to Jack’s Mannequin on Pandora and it keeps playing all these songs that remind me of you! It’s crazy how I song can bring back so many memories.

Remember arguing over who was a bigger Fall Out Boy fan?

Remember that fight we got into at the end of Freshman year when Anhel and you refused to speak to me for months because I called her a whore?

Remember that stupid fight we had Sophomore year where we didn’t talk to each other for months? I think I told you to shut up or something and we refused to hang out.

Remember when you dated Bobby? He was like my height.

Remember when I dated Anhuar? God, what a mess.

Chris. Nikkola. Miguel. Owen. More ex boyfriends that aren’t worth talking about.

And remember when Stephanie and Giovanni dropped you like a pile of trash for completely unjust reason and I was the only one that stuck by you? I was the one that defended you? And I didn’t do it because you were my best friend. I did it because I love you.

Remember that rainy night when we were swimming in your pool and we saw the guy grow dark. So we decided we needed Monster and walked to the convenient store. And we continued to walk even after we saw the sky turning green and the wind begin to pick up. The trees were swaying so hard! Then after we bought all the our snacks and we stepped outside the Tornado Warning sirens started going off! We ran so fast those three/four blocks home and hid in your basement. Then when the sirens went off and the rain came down hard we went up to your room with Rachel, turned off all the lights, put on the radio, opened the blinds to watch the lightening, and laid on your floors for hours just enjoying that wonderful summer storm.

Remember those times we would come to my house and make Tiffany Tacos and watch movies? Ghost Hunters? Narnia? God knows what else.

Remember those sleepovers?

Remember the Jonas Brothers? And how we were crazy and stabbed a knife into Joe Jonas’s face on Rachel’s wall? And jacked all her photos and left a ransom note?

Remember that night we got drunk at Sheena’s with Jake and he got really mad because I kept asking you questions about your sex life? Sorry Jake. You know how much of a blunt bitch I can be.

Remember drinking again the night I asked Jimmy on a date? I still haven’t told him I was slightly intoxicated when I did so.

Remember when we were so torn up and depressed and we wrote those long ass notes and burnt them? And mine wouldn’t burn completely! And we actually put gasoline on them to make sure they burnt.

Remember when you were there for me during my first break up? You kept me company. You stuck by my side. You made me feel better. Thank you for that.

Peter and Patrick.

Westside William and Angered Peterpanda.

WWAP.

I love you :-)

You and me have seen everything to see From Bangkok to Calgary And the soles of your shoes are all worn down

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Woah this is so old.

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“A guy named Adolf Hitler won an election in 1932. He won an election, and 50 million people died as a result of that election in World War II, including 6 million Jews. So what I learned as a little kid is that politics is, in fact, very important.”

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Bernie Sanders (via theliberaltony)

Bernie Sanders’ parents are Holocaust survivors by the way.

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Reblogged this ten years ago.

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Guess who hasn’t posted in forever? Me. I’m posting my metaphysical, crystal, and anything new age on here. Soooooo, I got these three little babies today. Are they not the cutest??? <3

#cyrstals #howling #wolf #goddess #dolphin #chakara #metaphysical #new age #crystal healing

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Inspired by the Women’s March and my firm belief that these Princesses would be out there. Dream Big, Princess!

(available for print soon)

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Thank you for including the original three!! They’re usually left out of things like this!

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What a time to be alive. (via iwanttoliveinusa)

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The signs as:

The woman in the blue dress: Cancer, Leo

The woman in the black and white dress: Aries, Pisces

The woman in the green dress: Sagittarius, Taurus

The woman in the purple dress: Libra, Aquarius, Capricorn

The woman that dances across the screen: Gemini, Scorpio, Virgo

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Are they hiring?

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Aesthetic #2: ENFP 4w5

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If you want an aesthetic, go to my blog & read the requirements

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ENFP Females I’ve Met (by an INFJ)

I also have an “ENFP Males I’ve Met” post. I just decided to split ENFPs into two posts because I noticed some distinct differences between the two genders. http://the-anomalous-infj.tumblr.com/post/142998214873/enfp-males-ive-met-by-an-infj

What I noticed and observed about them:

They talk. A lot. I admire how they can talk about anything out of thin air–just to fill the awkward silence (or just for the very sake of talking). However, sometimes they just won’t stop talking. They tend to talk about a lot of different things at once, that even they forget why they were talking in the first place. It’s so amusing. (They’ll keep talking even though no one’s actively listening or paying attention to them).

If they aren’t talking, there is definitely something wrong. Sure they have their calm and quiet moments, (since they are known for getting drained quite easily for extroverts), but if their silence is accompanied with an emotionless face and cold vibes (totally different from their usual cheery disposition)–then that means they are not in the mood. This side of them will make you miss their loudness (or noisiness).

One ironic thing I observed about the two ENFP females I know are that they are not morning people. You would think that their sunny attitude would match the morning sun–but no. They are the moodiest and most negative people in the morning. It is just not the right time for them to shine (yet).

They are rarely on time. Pretty much a continuation on why they aren’t morning people. This is why an early class schedule (or them having to get ready for something early) makes things worse. Both of the ENFP females I know are constantly late to class (and would blame other things for it–such as traffic and other people). They don’t like admitting that they could have gotten out of bed earlier–and not have purposely ignored their alarm (or anyone who attempted waking them up).

However, if they are going out to see their friends or if they’re going to camp–or some other place where extroverts thrive in– then they will wake up even before the sun rises. Basically, if they’re motivated and excited, they will give their full-on effort.

They aren’t the most organized females. They prepare their things last-minute, misplace things in their own room, study right before taking their tests–yes, they live dangerously. But for some reason…they still manage to remain unstressed–which is why the same cycle goes on and on.

When they are in the mood, they are the most energetic, hyper, random, and upbeat people ever. They can easily brighten people’s day. Or well, overwhelm people with their happiness.

They are super inspiring people. They stand up for what they believe in–even if deep down they’d actually prefer peace and unity with everyone. They are the type of people who are constantly torn between doing what they want and what is right.

I know that the both ENFP females I’ve met had tough childhoods. They were bullied badly for being different, had bad experiences with so-called “friends”, and were judged at a young age. They were pretty much misunderstood.

Growing up, they learned to embrace their uniqueness– and that’s why they are so good at being no one else but themselves. (I truly admire this about them–they are strong-willed people who know that the ones who don’t accept them aren’t worth their time).

They dress quirky and don’t mind looking weird or dorky. They are full of surprises. They don’t give a care about what’s “in or “out.” They will wear mismatched socks and a ‘ton of different patterns at the same time and feel like gold.

They make the corniest jokes (or memorize them) and have a whole portion of pick-up lines and memes in their brain.

They are so caring and cuddly and clingy. Even to people they had just met. Their actions are as expressive as their mouths.

They love helping people. They know exactly how it feels to be down, and they wouldn’t dare let others feel the same way.

They have several groups of friends, yet they still don’t exactly know who their true friends are. They are always on a quest on finding true friendship.

They do get quiet, when they end up in a place where they feel surrounded and outnumbered by people who judge/have judged them. They feel threatened and are unable to hide it–at times.

They are emotional people. They cry after watching sad movies, happy movies, bad movies, good movies–or after finishing their favorite book. And they will always end up crying–even after reading/watching a really good book/movie a thousand times.

There are times when they would just isolate themselves– After all, outgoing people also have the urge to just laze around and be couch potatoes too. Reading books and manga, or watching Buzzfeed videos (or just random videos that don’t make sense)–are activities that they like to do during alone time (is what I noticed, at least).

They don’t admit it when they need help. They do show it though. They keep complaining–yet when you offer help to them, they just give that “It’s okay” phrase. But well, they are strong enough to get through it on their own.

They can almost talk to anyone and everyone–as most extroverts can. But what makes them different is that they even have the ability to be completely civil around people who clearly dislike them.

Despite being such a people-person, they rant a lot about the human race. Check their Twitter or just pay attention to what they’re saying.

Their presence has a big impact. You will feel their mood, whether you want to or not.

The ENFP females I know are much more friend-oriented than family-oriented. Well–it’s because they get to choose their friends. And that’s completely understandable.

Making fun of them (such as the way they do things, wear things, or the way they talk) is a big no-no. They are sensitive people beneath their confident and lively exterior. They need as much light as they give us.

Well guys, what do you think? :) Agree or disagree?