Step outside into the rain. Step outside into the sun. Step outside into the snow. Step outside into the wind. Step outside into the sticky, muggy, humid grey. Step outside into the colors. It’s all beautiful, you know. Sometimes I feel like the more we forget about it, the more beautiful it gets- like it’s craving attention, almost. Sometimes it takes 6700 miles and 2 weeks...
Yellow: When you get older, where would you want to live?
Tan: Where do you want to be right now?
Lilac: What is your dream vacation?
Beige: What is your favorite dream?
White: Who was your first kiss?
Purple: Who was your last kiss?
Tangerine: Give a description of who you like.
Gray: Share a relationship story.
Green: Share a family story.
Gold: Share a story that makes you smile.
Black: Share something you did embarrassingly.
Blue: Are you still friends with the people you met in elementary school?
Magenta: What is something you barely tell anyone?
Red: What are your hobbies?
Violet: What college do you plan to attend?
Brown: Would you rather have a relationship or friend with benefit? Explain.
Peach: Who is your favorite teacher so far?
Pink: What is the meaning behind your url?
Please guys, I'm so lonely
I have learned to enjoy the quiet,
To hear my heart pulsing steady, my cat purring. She’s old-I got her when I was 5-and my mom said she’s eating less every day. I like hearing her purr. I used to feel uncomfortable in silence, and whenever we were silent it felt out of place. But I guess now everything feels out of place here, because it doesn’t have place; it doesn’t have rhythm; things don’t...
The 7th is one anniversary that I definitely never...
7 months of learning. 7 months of healing. 7 months of forgiving. 7 months of cleansing. 7 months of changing. 7 months of learning to trust. 7 months of becoming happier. 7 months of becoming stronger. 7 months of becoming closer to the friends that have never left my side, new friends that are helping me transform my life, my family, and God. A lot has changed in 7 months.
Come on dear brother, since the war is past, for friends at first are friends again at last.
Accept, forgive, walk ahead.
Okay but seriously. We’ve been stopped for like 15 minutes, are about 10 cars back from the crash, and we’ve seen news vans from 2 different stations, ambulance, fire engine, county sheriff, state patrol, Omaha police, firetrucks, life flight, the whole 9 yards.
Huge huge huge HUGE accident less than half a mile ahead of us. Good thing we were 5 minutes late this morning… Scary.
“I’m so glad we gave Steven the walkie-talkie so he could talk the entire drive across the country.” -noone, in either car
Sleepless in Omaha.