it’s officially 2019 and my resolution is to be twice as slutty and make more bold fashion choices; this one’s for you, Mr Mercury.
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- first joined tumblr: woah how do you do those gifs and cool edits
- me now: woah how do you do those gifs and cool edits
What’s wrong with texting first and replying to a text immediately? what’s wrong with calling and telling them you miss them? What’s wrong with showing you care? Take down your pride a notch and be genuine with your feelings.
2019 we get rid of these ridiculous “unwritten” rules just talk to people if you wanna talk to them!
every single time i tell people i plan on living in a haunted lighthouse and need a plan to afford a historical building like that, every single person, including my Mom, says “you could just build a new one and kill someone in it” and that’s why im never attending any of my friends’ housewarming parties
If stubbing our toe is any indication, we put a metric shitton of force into every step we take
it’s possible that this laptop wasn’t built for five years of literally 24-hour-a-day use
have y’all ever had communion bread that was just so….nasty? like i know we have to suffer as christians, but do we really need to have whole wheat bread as the body of christ?
my old church used hawaiian bread. my standards are high
Some old housemates of mine were Syrian Orthodox. At their church different members of the church took turns baking the bread that would be consecrated for the Eucharist. This was all well and good until one woman baked raisin bread. This led to the memorable occasion of a rather flustered priest, who had not seen the bread until that moment, declaring, “This - except for the raisins - is the Body of Christ.”
EXCEPT FOR THE RAISINS omg
Raisins are just dried grapes though, and wine is his blood so really its like a two in one shampoo & conditioner except with jesus
Realizing that you are growing and healing even if most of the time you’re not seeing it because you’re a slow healer is such a good thing.
… I took the time to look at myself 1 year ago, 2 years ago, 3 years ago and so on and I realized that I’m not the same person I was.
I am not a flower, because they mostly grow fast, but a tree. I am a tree, and I started tiny and even if I’m still quite small, one day I will stand tall and proud.
I want to continue to learn and grow and make myself a better me. Things take time and even if the steps that I take are baby steps… I’m still moving forward!