Dramatic-n-crazy - Dramatic N Crazy

There’s going to come a day when we’ve all grown up, had a career, maybe got married and had kids, when we’re all going about our daily routine. Maybe you’re driving to work with the car radio on, or you’re making dinner with the TV on. Life as usual. And then you hear a name. It’s the name of the person you had a blog dedicated to when you were 16. The person you had posters of up on your bedroom wall, or as your desktop background. The person off that show you used to watch every week, as soon as it came out, or that band you used to love. The person from the cast of a movie that changed your life, or the character who you scrolled through page after page of fan faction of. You haven’t heard that name in a long time, and it brings everything back. And then the name is followed by three words you never thought you’d hear: has passed away. And then you put down the potato peeler and lean back against your kitchen counter, or you pull over to the side of the road, and tears are streaming down your face. And all over the world, there are people who used to be just like you, with tears marking their cheeks and sobs forcing their way out of their throat, because they remember. Because fandoms never really die out. We never really move on. We never really forget.

So true

tough

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My father had taught me to be nice first, because you can always be mean later, but once you’ve been mean to someone, they won’t believe the nice anymore. So be nice, be nice, until it’s time to stop being nice, then destroy them.

Mum goals

I want to be the house that my children’s friends want to come to, because despite whatever they’re facing at home, they’ll know they’ll find a second family with me and mine.

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if you’ve ever wondered what it’s like to live in the midwest, this is it. 

What's up with Pluto these days you know anything?

The planet, the dog, or the god? In any case the answer is “Between jobs.”

Reblog if you're on team "don't touch me without my permission but if you have my permission please never stop touching me"

tomorrow’s gonna be just fine. that conflict you’re having with your friend will blow over. no one secretly hates you. the world is not out to get you. it’s ok to feel stressed out. it’s ok to crack under pressure sometimes. you are perfectly capable of enduring whatever life throws your way. everything will be alright. you’re gonna be ok.

“Icarus. The original myth had two parts. Daedalus said to his son, ‘I fashioned these wings for you. Two rules. Don’t fly too high, or the sun will melt the wax. But, more important, son, don’t fly too low. Because if you fly too low, the water and the waves will surely weigh down the wings, and you will die.’ We’ve left out the second part of the myth. We don’t say to people anymore, ‘Don’t fly too low.’ All we do from the time they are 4 years old is warn them against hubris. We have created this industrially led structure that says: How dare you.”

– Seth Godin