January 2012
8 posts
wow. i can barely open my eyes right now because they’re so tired and weary from having cried on the phone with my mother for an hour, and i probably had a mask of snot covering my face (WHOO SO ATTRACTIVE), but God is so good in just bombarding me with His good and holy word that i can find comfort and refuge in it, and He is so good in giving me the power of prayer and He is so so good in...
the angels long for what we have
BAHHHHHH.
man! i can’t stop thinking about this 1 peter 1:12 verse! it’s been on my mind for the past two weeks, and it’s just so beautiful and so utterly romantic that it begs my eyes to stop watching chick flicks and my heart to stop desiring such meaningless fluffy talk of male partners who can sing pretty little tunes and pluck some strings attached to a hollow box; it just...
AHH LALALA BLAHHH WAS;DLFKJ WHATEVER I DON’T CARE ANYMORE OHOHOHO EEEEE.
Seriously though, whatever. I have so many things to share that i don’t quite care anymore about how my words sound or whether i’m using correct grammar or whether i’m even making coherent sense, i’m just going to start word barfing all over this tumblr about these wonderful things God’s...
convenient
allie: ow i hit my knee!
emily: it's okay you have two
Anonymous asked: hi! im going to apply for the bank of america student leaders and i was wondering if you have any advice for me :P and i was also wondering who your recommender was. thank you! i rly want to goooo
December 2011
21 posts
an example of awkward
dad: oh, jessie! tell us about that riddle with the two doors and the guards and stuff!
me: what?! how do you know about that? did you..??
dad: yeah! tell us!
me: what?? did you read my.. blog??
dad: yeah!
me: how'd you find it?
dad: googled your name!
me: oh my gosh!
dad: i really liked your post about me!
me: /oh my gosh!/
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No reserve. No retreat. No regrets.: hope. →
ringaroundtheturquoise:
this is a season of new beginnings.
the night we all celebrate is a night of hope. that in a world so dark and desperate for a savior, for a chosen people captive and oppressed, in the midst of death and sorrow of so many mothers because of the cruel rule of a corrupt king, a child was born. and…
artsy fartsy
who thought it was a good idea to rhyme “art” with “fart” then add a “sy” after both words? weird
Guy proposes through Internet Memes →
Anonymous asked: Are you in the honors program @ UGA? I might end up going there next year. What's your opinion on the school? Thanks xx
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a love letter to those dying from finals →
No reserve. No retreat. No regrets.: screw... →
ringaroundtheturquoise:
i’m not placing myself in the seat of the judge and i’m not going to decide who is an actual christian or not.
but.
i am tired of the title Christianity being throw around like a prostitute to describe certain ideals that have no foundation in the bible whatsoever but rather stems from a…
November 2011
22 posts
Advent, Day 1
intothedollhouse:
{ Genesis 3:1-15 }
“Don’t tell my mom.”
Don’t tell her what?
The five year old smashed her body into the area between the car door and her booster seat and looked up at me, green eyes shining scared. “Don’t tell her what it says.”
Out of an owl-covered messenger bag came a blue folder, the one with the calendar that her teacher stickers on the good days, note-covers on...
The very last Calvin & Hobbes Comic
jarringthestars:
imanarnicorn:
itsshem:
cawam:
maaaricres:
aikosai:
kevinsroom:
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brb. gonna lock myself in the bathroom and sob in a fetal position.
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noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
I kinda felt my heart drop.
fhgewfhjdwnfkjwlhjewlq noooooooooooooooooooo T~T I’m gonna go cry now until my tears run dry D:
No way. That’s a...
june and after: November ends tomorrow. →
juneandafter:
November ends tomorrow. November ends tomorrow. November ends tomorrow. November ends tomorrow. November ends tomorrow. November ends tomorrow. November ends tomorrow. November ends tomorrow. November ends tomorrow. November ends tomorrow. November ends tomorrow. November ends tomorrow. November…
love for the broken ones
catharticmusings:
I think you could fall in love with anyone if you saw the parts of them no one else gets to see. Like if you followed them around invisibly for a day and saw them crying in their bed at night or singing in the shower or humming quietly to themselves as they make a sandwich or even just walking along the street. And even if they were really weird and had no friends at school, I...
ARE YOU READY FOR THIS?
I’m about to spam your tumblr dashboard like crazy by reblogging a lot of my recent likes… I’m not even going to use the queue function. I can’t help myself. I just want to share.
to those who care (and only those who care): i've... →