DALLAS GREEN <3

DALLAS GREEN <3

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People think they know you. They think they know how you’re handling a situation. But the truth is, no one knows. No one knows what happens after you leave them, when you’re lying in bed or sitting over your breakfast alone and all you want to do is cry or scream. They don’t know what’s going on inside your head - the mind-numbing cocktail of anger and sadness and guilt. This isn’t their fault. They just don’t know. And so they pretend and they say you’re doing great when you’re really not. And this makes everyone feel better. Everybody but you.

William H. Woodwell

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Reblog > Go to your tumblr > Click in the house > And try to get out of the house.

loveyourchaos:

vintage-couture:

I JUST SPENT 2 HOURS OF MY LIFE TRYING TO FIGURE THIS OUT. OMG. MOST DIFFICULT THING I’VE EVER DONE.

I CAN’T FUCKING DO IT FUCK

I AM NOT ABLE TO DO IT, IF IT DEPENDED ON MY LIFE, I WOULD BE ALREADY DEAD

This was really fun, it took me forever to find a way out!

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Don’t worry, these are happy tears. I think.

Today I wrote a note to a wonderful girl named Rachel. No, I don’t know her personally, but it seems that there’ve been some struggles lately. Struggles everyone goes through, and as far as I can tell, some that have been similar to mine.

Anyways, before I wrote her a letter though, I read her biography. She didn’t expect many to read it and even congratulated people by reading it to the very end. Well, the way I look at it, everyone is unique. And everyone has their own stories, even if they don’t think they’re too special. They always will be. I wanted to let her know that everything will turn out okay, and that yes, people will actually read through your whole biography. Trust me, it’s not a waste of time.

Basically, I told her what I know works for me and turns out, I think we’re pretty similar. I wasn’t the best, prettiest, or most athletic in school, however, I did have my grades I guess. I was always known as the ‘smart one’. And I mean, a lot of people may like that title, and as much as I didn’t mind it, I was always dealing with the parental pressures of, “You should have these marks.” or “You should be able to achieve this.” There have always been times in my life where I haven’t fit the mold my intelligent sister carved out for me, I feel like I’m the one who doesn’t measure up, or is never good enough. So I know how it feels to have the “perfect family” pressures put upon me. I mean, in some situations, the pressure did push me to do better. It’s what gave me my competitive spirit I guess, but there have been times when it really didn’t need to be around.

So I lash out in different ways I guess. I’ve never done anything drastic and don’t plan on it, but it’s nice to see that there are strangers out there who feel the same way. Who “GET” what kind of life it is.

I’ve been bugged and teased about being smart in high school. All throughout elementary and upper elementary school I’ve been teased and bullied. Now, they’re some of my best friends, but those things have stuck with me. I’ll never be the perfect image of what I’m supposed to be. I’m just going to be me. And I’m working on figuring out the best way to deal with that.

I think that’s the journey you’re on with me now, folks.

Life is messy.

That’s what I also told Rachel. Those who love you and want to be around will be. They’ll make that effort. I promise. They totally will.

She told me my letter made her tear up a bit, and when I heard that and how she related, I started to tear up. It made me realize that I have found another one, a girl who is still finding her way and herself like me. I feel like I’ve helped a bit, and that I’ve hopefully passed along a little bit of hope because everyone needs it at some point. I’ve offered out myself as a listener. I swear, I’m not the best at advice (I never have been, never will be), but I’m glad I got the chance to write that letter. And I’m also glad I got the chance to read her reply. Because I think I just made myself a new friend and someone else who understands me.

So thank you to you too. I’m really not that amazing. I’m just me. :)

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francesca-adams: Hahahah! This is the best!

francesca-adams:

Hahahah! This is the best!

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Ha. The funny feeling you get when you realize you never really knew someone as well as you thought you did. When you pull away or are pushed away and you begin to see things you were too close to notice before. Their scars were painted on and their bandages were soaked in fake blood. Their stories were memorized from movies and their jokes jacked from cartoon shows. Their conversations were reused and recycled. Same line. Same lie. Same excuse. Copied and pasted. Copied and pasted. Copied and pasted. That funny feeling you get when you realize you never really knew them at all. That moment. That instant you stop mourning the loss of a friend because they never really existed. Such a great instant.
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Break Blossom: DONT MISS THE CRASH WHEN WE COLLIDE

simply put.. i think i’m in love. <3

iamelliotjames:

Here’s a crazy thought. Somewhere in the world right now the person your going to spend your life with is out there living their life too. Working a dead end job, or running a marathon, maybe smearing paint around a canvas. They’re out there right now and you guys may not know this yet, but your…

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Hello Life.  When did you become so stressful? 

I’m freaking out lately. My back is killing me. So I’m incredibly scared I’m not going to be able to curl anymore. Stupid accident over the summer.. I have no idea what to do. Physio appointments are 90 bucks each, and I really don’t have the money for that.. at all. It’s scary. I hate it soo much. My back aches constantly, even when I’m not carrying anything. I try and sit straight, but the only time it really “doesn’t hurt” is when I’m laying on my stomach. Classes and labs are killer with it. Hurts way too much. And I’m soo scared it’s gonna hurt me and bother me for the rest of my life.. I need medical attention yes, but I have no idea what to do about it. =’( 

As for midterms and curling and school combined, I feel like I’m having a midlife crisis. I’m so so so stressed about life, school, and everything in between. I have no idea how to juggle everything coming my way at all. I’m scared I’m not gonna do well on my exams because i have no time to study or do homework with my curling.. gah. here goes nothing. .. 

Goodbyes..

So tonight I went to Logan’s party, and was fully sober. Which was very nice for a change cause I had a blast and was able to say some pretty nice goodbyes. I’ve always said I can’t wait to leave and get outta this town, but you know what? Now that it’s finally happening, I don’t feel ready for it. I’m gonna miss most people.. not all of them for sure, but definitely most. And judging from the goodbyes, I can tell who is actually gonna miss me. Which was sad and kinda nice at the same time.. If that makes sense.

It’s weird to think about me leaving and not seeing that one person who.. just makes me feel like I can actually do something and that I actually mean something to this world. And I hope I stay in touch with him cause I love him like my brother. We’re distantly related cousins, and I mean, we’ve always gotten along really well, and I think he’s one of the only people who know me best, even if I haven’t told him everything in my life. He just seems to know. I gave him a hug tonight to say goodbye and just the way he whispered in my ear, you’re gonna do great, and text me before you leave, so I can hopefully come say goodbye one more time, was just awesome. I almost started crying though.. he’s the only one who I’m gonna miss that much that I started crying. haha of course I’m gonna miss everyone a ton, how can you not? Most of those boys are a blast and I’m just gonna miss being around them and seeing their shenanigans.

I’ve also decided I’m gonna try posting more throughout my University experience and curling this year, cause well.. I wanna be able to see how I progress and change, and I wanna be able to look back on how I felt during what.

All I gotta do now is become ready. kahfd;akfgdj.

maybe.