I have been waiting for this little guy to come back on my dash. He dances in sync with any music you play!
He’s dancing to Carry On My Wayward Son. It’s surreal.
AGAIN?! SERIOUSLY FUCK THIS. THIS TOOK UP ANOTHER 2 HOURS OF MY TIME TRYING TO DEFEAT IT. 2 FUCKING HOURS OF MY LIFE I WILL NEVER GET BACK. THIS IS LIKE CASTRATING MY INNER MUSICIAN. I TRIED GREGORIAN CHANTS, AFRICAN TRIBAL DRUMS, AND EVEN THE OLDEST SONG KNOWN TO MAN AND NOTHING FUCKING WORKS. I’M SO DONE WITH THIS SHIT. I’M GOING TO GO QUIT DREAMS NOW.
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This rings so true to me right now… I really wish with all of me I could just let go of this… Of you… But I just can’t. You’re like an addiction, leaning on the weakest part of my soul.
No matter how often I say it, or how much I try to convince myself I’m not interested, I picture that smile, and I hear your voice, and I know I’m just trying to believe a lie.
Maybe one day I’ll be blessed enough to call you mine… But maybe I won’t be… And I’ll have to trust that it will always end as he intended it to.
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Those rare Christians whose very presence incites others to be better Christians. I want to be that rare Christian.
This is my aspiration
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From now on, I’ll be using this as a fitness tracker/thought keeper, with the occasional photo reblogged if I find it relevant :)
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