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olanrogers:

i-was-so-alone-i-owe-you-so-much:

Favourite people 1/? - Olan Rogers

"My parents at a very early age planted the idea in my head that I could be anything I that wanted to be. Anything. I mean what a crazy thing to say to a kid! So many possibilities waiting to be turned into action. There was no limit. But you have to want it. It may take years! You might ask yourself what if I don’t get there. It doesn’t exist. There will be people that will say you can’t make a living out of something that you love to do. But are you really living by not doing it? You’re never too old and you’re never too young to start.” (x)

:)

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#favorite#olan rogers
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#chris pratt
Your URL is the best omg

omg thx.

yours is also the best at portraying your intense, passionate desire to sleep with the ogre of your dreams. best of luck on your romantic endeavors.

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#answered#shrekfucker69

peachandpeony:

Beautiful world we live in

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It doesn’t honor God to pretend like everything is OK. That’s the beauty of Jesus that so many people miss. The beauty is that he died on the cross for our sins, but also that he existed the way we exist. He understands what it’s like to lose a friend. He’s not unfamiliar with those emotions. He’s not unfamiliar with the difficulty of human life. To me that’s what makes Jesus as God beautiful. He totally understands. He went out of his way to prove to us that he understands our situation. So when he has something to say, it’s not coming from this high and lofty standpoint. It’s coming from this person who understands intricately the perils of human existence. —John Mark McMillan  (via intercedings)

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chadswitchfoot:

Backstage recording a bag of chips. #ediblepercussion

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edwardspoonhands:

birdbonewinchester:

Did William Shatner just ask Hank Green to be on his GISHWES team?

He did, and I really don’t know how to feel about it. Like…he’s William Shatner…does he really need /my/ help?

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#the internet is a funny thing#gishwhes

Stand naked in front of a mirror for a long time, under unflattering light if possible. Trace the rises and falls of the little ripples on your skin — the scars, the dimples, the cellulite — and think about how much you try to hide these things in your day-to-day. Wonder why you hate them so much, and if this hate stems from somewhere within yourself, or as a result of being told all your life that it’s wrong to have physical flaws. Wonder what you would think of your body if you never looked at a magazine, if you never thought about celebrities and models, if you never had to wonder where someone would rate you on a scale of 10. Look at yourself until the initial recoil softens, and you can consider your features in a more forgiving frame of mind.

Listen to the music which makes you want to both sob and dance with uninhibited joy, and allow yourself to repeat any song you want as many times as your heart desires. Think of the person you are when you have your favorite song in your headphones and are walking down a street you feel you own completely, swaying your hips and smiling for no good reason — remember how many things you love about yourself during those moments, how much you are willing to forgive in yourself, how confident you are for no good reason. Try to think of confidence as a gift you give yourself when you need it, instead of something you have to siphon from every unreliable source in your life. Dance because the music makes you remember how much you love yourself, not because it allows you to forget the fact that you don’t.

Write a list of all the things you like about yourself, even if you think it’s a self-indulgent and narcissistic activity. Start as early as you like in your life — put down that time you won a trophy playing little league soccer when you were eight and then got an extra-large shake at the DQ on the way home, and don’t feel silly for remembering it. Try to understand how many sources in your life happiness can come from, how many things you could be proud of if you chose to. Ask yourself why you so tightly limit the things you take pride in, why you set your own hurdles for happiness and fulfillment so much higher than you do with anyone else in your life. Let your list go on for pages and pages if you want it to.

Touch and care for yourself with the attention and the patience that you would someone you loved more than life itself. Rub lotion in small circles on your elbows and hands when it is cold and your skin is dry and cracked. Make soup for yourself when your nose is running and curl up, with your favorite movie, in a pile of expertly-stacked pillows. Light a few candles and let their glow flicker against your body. Admire how gentle they are, how delicately their warmth touches you — wonder why you don’t let yourself do the same. Soak your feet in warm water at the end of a long day, until they have forgiven you for walking on them for so long without so much as a “thank you.” Listen to your body when it aches to be touched, and don’t be afraid to give it every orgasm that you may have been too ashamed to ask for in someone else’s bed.

Be patient with yourself, and don’t worry if a switch doesn’t flip in you which abruptly takes you from “crippling self-doubt” to “uncompromising self-love.” Allow yourself all the trepidation and clumsy, uneven infatuation that you would with a promising stranger. Try only to be kinder, to be softer, and to remember all of the things within you which are worth loving. Listen to the voice in the back of your head which tells you, as much out of sadness as anger, “You are ugly. You are stupid. You are boring.” Give it the fleeting moment of attention it so craves, and then remind it, “Even if that were true, I’d still be worth loving.”

Chelsea Fagan, How To Fall In Love With Yourself (via exoticwild)

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Don’t you dare, for one more second, surround yourself with people who are not aware of the greatness that you are. —Jo Blackwell-Preston (via masoeuretmoi)

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jumpingjustinbiebers:

When you dont want to watch the sunset and want more pokemon:

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shrekfucker69:

Literally the only way to ask someone to prom

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kvtes:

vulnerability makes depth possible.

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acemedog:

thisthirstysoul:

Switchfoot + Colors

 

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