February 2012
17 posts
Real artists don't parade their art for pleasure...
shannonbruno:
When you start to wonder why we’re drifting, remember that you’re the one who hardly ever takes initiative to talk to or see me. Just saying. Don’t treat me like I’m the one who’s expected to do all the work here.
January 2012
37 posts
1 tag
3 tags
Be bold, and mighty forces will come to your aid.
– PLL
1 tag
"The minute you stop pretending to be someone...
Anonymous asked: i would bt i don't have my own tumblr -__-
The bottom line is,
maaariax3:
You broke her, and she will never ever forget that.
Anonymous asked: Hi, I was wondering how you could decrease open pores and how to get rid of white/black heads. Any good facial cleansing or anything? Thank you.
Anonymous asked: this is random bt have u ever failed ur driver's test? I need advice :)
Giving myself a day to relax after being so exhausted from school and work, was nice. But having all this time to myself just gives me more time to think too much. I’m glad I have work and school to keep me busy during the weekday because I’m becoming more and more homesick every time I give myself a bit TOO much time. I miss my family, I miss my friends, I miss not being surrounded by...
The State of the Artist
You, as an artist, have the greatest responsibility of all.
You are charged with trying to make people feel, in a world that tells them not to.
You are tasked with speaking soft words, painting, playing, filming, writing moments of such magnitude and beauty that people rediscover their hearts one more (last) time.
You are here to give meaning to the few decades we spend here.
That is the...
"How he loves us."
You’re going to fail, you’re going to stumble, you’re going to feel dirty and you’re going to feel awkward. But the whole point of the cross of christ is that there be this mighty picture of his love and pursuit of you. The cross is a picture of just how far God is willing to go because HE LOVES YOU.
—MATT CHANDLER
1 tag
As time goes on, you’ll understand. What lasts, lasts; what doesn’t, doesn’t....
– (via ceelinaa)