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Posted on Sunday, 3 March 2013.

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ch4in:

theamazingindigochild:

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alexalosey:

my parents never cut mine off. I think its why I still think I can achieve my ridiculous dreams.

This picture is incredibly powerful, and meaningful to me.
For all intents and purposes, my dad is an awesome guy. Yet whenever I mentioned my dreams of being a musician, he always used to tell me “That’s a one in a million chance,” and that I was better to stick to writing. And then when I wanted to become a writer, he would tell me that I was better off trying to become an editor or something, because “then you’ll always have a secure job in the writing field.”
While I understand his point, i feel like after being on this planet for 22 years I have become kind of jaded, and lack the motivation to achieve my goals because there’s always going to be a part of me that doesn’t believe that they can realistically happen. My tenacity has lessened, and this upsets me greatly.
I love my father, but I feel like he contributed in part to my low self-esteem, and so I vow never to do that to my children, never to tell them that they can’t be painters or poets or astronauts or surgeons or anything. If they want to be a fucking circus clown, I will support them with every ounce of my heart.

Wow bless this

apathetic-simplicity:

i don’t need people to like me, that’s the beauty of independence.

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Posted on Thursday, 28 February 2013.

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Posted on Thursday, 28 February 2013.

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The Square Root of Three

I fear that I will always be
A lonely number like root three

The three is all that’s good and right,
Why must my three keep out of sight
Beneath the vicious square root sign,
I wish instead I were a nine

For nine could thwart this evil trick,
with just some quick arithmetic

I know I’ll never see the sun, as 1.7321
Such is my reality, a sad irrationality

When hark! What is this I see,
Another square root of a three

Has quietly come waltzing by,
Together now we multiply
To form a number we prefer,
Rejoicing as an integer

We break free from our mortal bonds
With the wave of magic wands

Our square root signs become unglued
Your love for me has been renewed

Posted on Tuesday, 23 October
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Every time I see an 11, I think you’re thinking about me, so I think about you… for 1 moment we are connected by spirit (:

Posted on Friday, 5 October with 1 note.
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Have you all ever noticed the essence of Jazz in comparison to the Human body. Take Percussion, this can be the subconscious action we all do. Sometimes they change, but still the same. Bass and Piano add to those functions. Then, the Saxophone is the lucid flow of thought, all while everything we normally do is happening. And in some cases, the Trumpet comes out as Emotions.

Posted on Tuesday, 11 September with 1 note.
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Posted on Wednesday, 5 September 2012.

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I’d be happy for you guys, you’d make a cc

Posted on Wednesday, 5 September
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I wish I was happy

Posted on Wednesday, 5 September with 1 note.
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Why does the past repeat it self, thought everything was sweet…

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White Lies

Posted on Wednesday, 5 September
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Posted on Wednesday, 5 September
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Unsure, reminds me of the past

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Posted on Thursday, 23 August 2012.

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