(by abigail gazan)
One of my favourite things about tumblr, or at least part of the anonymous nature it can have, is that everything is open to interpretation from whichever corner you’re standing in. There’s something quietly secret about a lot of the pictures I post, and that stream of thought get caught and stamped onto the page. Tonight, I am quietly screaming. But every picture shows calm.
Piccsy :: Untitled/♥♥♥ on We Heart It. http://weheartit.com/entry/15271972
Today I decided not to go to foundation class because I already finished my project and critique isn’t until next class. So I was walking toward the library when my friend Johnny (who is on the missions planning team at our school) said hey and asked to come sit and talk for a minute so we went into the coffee shop right next to the library and he told me that I will be leading the missions trip to HONDURAS over spring break. I am SO insanely happy and I’ve gotten absolutely no work done today at all because of all this adrenaline going crazy. I can’t wait to start planning the trip and getting people to join.
AHH
BEST DECISION TO SKIP CLASS
i left my heart back there, somewhere between the vines of getting older, but i didn’t think that my youth would be stolen from me. i keep returning to this same spot looking for the friends that have moved on without me but they have moved on with themselves, and it’s kinda hard trying to speak a language that you were never taught
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Reblog and spread the message please. Ugh.
Saw one of these today. This never happened before Tumblr became publicized D:<