Twenty-four. Southern. Gypsy soul. Hopeless romantic. Book worm. Gemini. Dog lover.

(Source: forgottenships, via kvtes)

carry-me-back-to-virginia:

Obsessed with my Alex + Ani stack’s progression

carry-me-back-to-virginia:

Obsessed with my Alex + Ani stack’s progression

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heathicorn:

apparently some guy named mark was trying to tell my mom he needed to speak with my dad about any financial transactions my mom was making because he was the man of the house and she did not take kindly to his implying that my dad was the primary breadwinner/person in charge in our family so

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gifcraft:

A prairie dog was too fat to get out of his hole

gifcraft:

A prairie dog was too fat to get out of his hole

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“I hated knowing what I wanted and knowing what was right and knowing they weren’t the same thing.”

—   Maggie Stiefvater, Forever  (via feelicity)

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kxsxy:

Pros of wearing all black: looks so badass

Cons: everyone knows I had powdered donuts

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chirotus:

constant-instigator:

ermefinedining:

This map should be included in every history book.

Oh wow! I’ve been wanting this for ages!

This needs to be in every history book along with a map showing where those nations have been pushed to now.

chirotus:

constant-instigator:

ermefinedining:

This map should be included in every history book.

Oh wow! I’ve been wanting this for ages!

This needs to be in every history book along with a map showing where those nations have been pushed to now.

(via lagio)

This is how my mother wanted to be remembered. My memory of her is… a little bit different. I’m sure everyone remembers their own version of her. Versions I wouldn’t even recognize. It’s all that’s really left of someone when they’re gone. But that’s the tricky thing. Nobody’s memory is perfect or complete. We jumble things up. We lose track of time. We are in one place and another. And it all feels like one long, inescapable moment. It’s just like my mother used to say:

The carousel never stops turning.

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“Date someone who meets you half way. Date someone who brings you a glass a water when they get themselves one. Date someone who makes sure you don’t spend money on ridiculous things. Date someone your ex hates and your mom loves. Date someone who’d rather spend a Friday night watching movies, than out with 50 people they barley even talk to. Date someone who sleeps on your chest and leaves a little puddle of drool. Don’t date someone who makes you leave oceans of tears.”

—   At the end of the day it’s the little things.  (via mindshatter)

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