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I'm a 19 year old female of many dreams. Writing a book, college for accounting and etc. I like anime/manga as well as many other things. Sorry if this blog seems VERY random and weird. This is a mainly reblog blog and WTTC blog, but I do make personal posts as well. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.

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Who I Follow

Now that I’m moved in

I’m currently living with my best friend/bf, Shoa. We met back in high school since we were in a play. We got to know each other, we always has a crush on each other, but we couldn’t do much since he moved around a lot. He now back, and after 5 years, we are finally together. He’s currently cuddling with me,while I’m trying to type this

lovequotesrus:

EVERYTHING LOVE

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teaminspireworldwide:

#TeamInspire

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little-lele:

my—teen—quote:

Are you a teen? This blog is just for you!

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discovers:

true

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misterstranger:

leadinq:

THIS IS THE HAPPIEST GOAT I HAVE EVER SEEN OMFG JUST LOOK AT ITS FACE

JUST LOOK AT HIS LITTLE GROUND TAPPERS AWW

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robinlockheart:

imtheotterlope:

vegansanfrancishet:

So, I paint my nails pretty regularly these days. I also work as a barista/cashier pretty regularly these days. A few weeks back, I had a customer come in, a fairly typical, sheltered, suburban soccer mom, and she ordered a latte from me. She saw my brightly colored nails and said, “Wow, you’re so brave! My son asked me about painting his nails, and if it’s okay for boys to do that. Now I’ll tell him there’s a cool guy who does it too!” It was a nice moment, very cute.

Then, last week, she came in again, and said, “Hey, I’m so glad you’re here! I want you to meet someone!” She then brings her son forward, and says, “Okay sweetie, show him what you did!” And he throws his hands up, showing off his bright, sparkling blue nails. He shows them off, and I show mine off to him. He smiles. We fist bump.

Guys, I’ve only wanted to cry once at work before, and that was when someone ordered a large dry soy cappuccino on ice.

This time, though. This was a good cry.

I don’t know this man or this mom, but I love them both.

aww so cute,

btw: as a barista I understand why he wanted to cry about tat drink.

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colorado-wannabe:

So in English class we had to draw a scene from The Great Gatsby. After the drawings were done the teacher was showing them to the class, and one drawing was a pic of Gatsby reaching towards at the green light, but in the drawing Gatsby didn’t have hands. So my teacher starts saying something like how this picture has hidden meaning and portrays the helplessness Gatsby feels, and the kid next to me just casually says “I can’t draw hands.”

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