Teacher. Environmentalist. Nerd. Writer. Volunteer. Dabbler.

fandomofmakorra:

myartblogbitch:

EVERYONE WHO REBLOGS THIS POST BY AUGUST 20TH WILL GET A PIECE OF ART IN THERE INBOX BASED ON THEIR BLOG

*reblogs quickly*

Even if I correct the grammar? 

"Everyone who reblogs this post by August 20th will get a piece of art in his/her inbox based on his/her blog."  

Weeee!

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(via queenofthegeeks)

ireadbookslikeyouwearmakeup:

Courage is all I’m lacking

Nonsense, it’s there.  Maybe you just haven’t found it yet.

Keep looking.

Sometimes I don’t understand people who go to funerals.  They go to celebrate that person’s life, they say, but if I died this year and you hadn’t seen me or spoken to me in the past year, I wouldn’t want you there, because you would be celebrating an old me.  I would want me to be remembered for who I am, even if that’s broken, lost, or hurt.  I’m not giving up, I’m just saying I’m trying to progress, and I’d want to be remembered for that.  And yet

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In short, say what you want to say.  See who you want to see.  Be who you want to be.  Don’t be afraid to be who you used to be, but don’t be afraid to be someone new.

It’s been a really rough day, so I just needed to remind myself of this.

If anyone ever says

just respond

Going outside when it’s over 100°

Even though I have flown around a dozen times, I finally had a panic attack on a plane the other day because I couldn’t breathe (and couldn’t leave the situation, my usual coping mechanism).  When I finally calmed down, I thankfully had some chocolate around, and I really felt like I was beating the dementors. 

I used to get upset when a pair of socks turned into one, but now I just

Me, to myself.