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to anyone who cares about this blog:

I don’t wanna make this a big deal (because it really isn’t a big deal it’s just a decision I’m making in my own life) so let’s make this somewhat quick.

I’ve had this blog for over two years and I’ve been on tumblr for over three. The people I’ve met on tumblr (Jessi, Hannah, Adam, Anders, to name a few who have affected my life) and the things I’ve learned have been a blessing, but let’s all just be honest: tumblr is time consuming. I’ve made the choice to ask my best friend, Ashlyn, to change my password for me so that I can still keep this blog up to go back to later on but that I have no way of actually logging on. The thing is, I’m going to college soon, and it’s been laid on my heart to weed out the things in my life that aren’t necessarily important but take up time that could be spent doing other things that make me a better person. Tumblr isn’t a bad thing, not by any means, it’s just not what I need in my life right now. There was a time when I truly felt like God was using me to touch other peoples’ lives through the relationships I was able to build on here, but that time is long gone, so basically what I’m saying is, I’m outtie.

I actually don’t understand why so many of you follow me but I hope each and every one of you know from the bottom of your heart that you are loved & that your life is precious. Please, please, please never forget that.

It’s been real, y’all. See ya on the flip side.

P.S. If anybody actually wants to keep up with my life for some weird reason u can private message me for my instagram username or s/t ok

One of the most amazing things that can happen is finding someone who sees everything you are and won’t let you be anything less. They see the potential of you. They see endless possibilities. And through their eyes, you start to see yourself the same way. As someone who matters. As someone who can make a difference in this world.

Susane Colasanti (via onlinecounsellingcollege)

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I firmly believe in small gestures: pay for their coffee, hold the door for strangers, over tip, smile or try to be kind even when you don’t feel like it, pay compliments, chase the kid’s runaway ball down the sidewalk and throw it back to him, try to be larger than you are— particularly when it’s difficult. People do notice, people appreciate. I appreciate it when it’s done to (for) me. Small gestures can be an effort, or actually go against our grain (“I’m not a big one for paying compliments…”), but the irony is that almost every time you make them, you feel better about yourself. For a moment life suddenly feels lighter, a bit more Gene Kelly dancing in the rain.

Jonathan Carroll (via onlinecounsellingcollege)

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