When the sharpest words wanna cut me down I’m gonna send a flood, gonna drown them out I am brave, I am bruised I am who I’m meant to be, this is me Look out ‘cause here I come And I’m marching on to the beat I drum I’m not scared to be seen I make no apologies, this is me
The greatest showman is a fabulous musical movie, and has my new life anthem in it - This Is Me.
I’ve used the song in a different light for this edit, but I hope you guys like it!
Likes and reblogs are appreciated!
please do not repost!
Art by @holmeslestradewho
Mini Ladd: “I’m right here.”
Smii7y: “Oh damb, he’s still here.”
I love them all so much you don’t even know
Oml yaaaaaaaaay!!!! I honestly like this ship and think it deserves some more loven.XD
Daithi de wildcat plz ❤❤
Don’t tell my yt boss about this lol Also Nogla plz never check tumblr again XD
Oh boy, here take these
(What if Grandma Rosie died a little bit earlier which totally won't be brought up in my fic👀👀)
I like to think Trickee was the one that found him first, so him being the oldest of the group he became the big brother for them, although he doesn't act like it at all
Branch and Boom are a year apart so they are the youngest in the group, and have a strong bond, called themselves twins at some point, Hype didn't have the heart to tell them that twins are the same age
Ablaze is the adventurous type, Trickee is second, like he will literally do side quests when he's only suppose to be foraging, often gets into wrestling matches with Trickee
Delirious’ part though!! Like holy shit dat boy can rap. His part, exapecially with the good mic, is absolutely amazing!
You are an amazing person and artists and I thank you a million times for helping me with this project! If ya ever need something just ask!
Children’s book about H2ODelirious and Vanoss. ;3
Request - First Kiss , I didn’t know the type that was hoped for so I made my own , I still hope its good hehe
Give him his brother back.
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Let go of the idea that your self-worth is determined by your achievements. You matter because you are uniquely amazing, not because you are an honors student; because you get straight As; because you win awards; or because you are the best at something. People love you not for your knowledge or talents or accomplishments, but because you are YOU.
Because your smile can light up a room.
Because your laugh is contagious.
Because your enthusiasm inspires the same passion in others.
Because you make people feel loved.
Because you have a great sense of humor.
Because you give amazing hugs.
Because YOU ARE SPECIAL, AND YOU MATTER A LOT.
You do not need to be perfect for people to love you. Perfectionism is a drug. It seems like nothing you do is ever enough–it can always be worked on longer, made better, re-done, picked apart. An outside achievement can give you an amazing high, but you’ll always want more. Stop looking outside yourself to validate your existence as a human being. Look inside. You need to love who you are–not what you can do, nor what you tell yourself you SHOULD BE ABLE to or HAVE to do.
So please. Love yourself because you deserve love. Not because you defined yourself by a score on the top of a test and that number happened to be a 100% this time.
Because that number won’t always be a 100% and, when it isn’t, that ABSOLUTELY doesn’t mean you’re worthless.
I don’t know what I’m doing anymore. Enjoy the stuff I do upload lol 21 years oldShe/TheyLesbian
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