Letters from Home
Letters from family and friends back at home make the distance so much easier, especially on days like today—when I can go find A VERY HAPPY LOOKING TREE and just read my letters underneath it. I FLUFFIN’ LOVE LETTERS. Also mailboxes. I wish I could get letters everyday, although it’d be a REAL task trying to reply to them all. I MISS HOME.
Crying does not indicate that you are weak. Since birth, it has always been a...– Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre (via libranta)
She fell, she hurt, she felt. She lived. And for all the tumble of her...– Sarah Dessen, This Lullaby (via thresca)
merelyamadness: Some days the bravest thing you can do is say hello.
So, for all of you who absolutely do not care that...
EHEE. I beat my first Big Daddy. Yes. Yes, I am proud.
So I was just invited to dance on Broadway in Mary...
But it costs so much money to be a part of the training (it costs $1,200 alone to just stay and be a part of the company in New York for the first four days we’d be performing), and I can’t afford any of it, so I can’t go. Oh gosh. Oh, I’m going to go cry now.
A poem begins with a lump in the throat.– Robert Frost (via lifeofjennapickett)
merelyamadness: I suppose I could be a poem if I wanted but I’m more of a dusty painting hanging in the corner There is beauty inside of me; it just takes great care to see it.
merelyamadness: You say I was a hurricane and maybe I was. I had to keep moving but eventually all storms run out of fuel. Drizzles are what hurricanes leave behind. Put down your umbrellas and stop chasing. I didn’t need someone to weather my storm.
“Dads are most ordinary men turned by love into...