And the Stars Will Burst out Laughing in Surprise

I'm Larissa, and I am beautiful.

aloeflora:


The Mountain Shadow in Mount Hood, OR

uhhhhh great pic

aloeflora:

The Mountain Shadow in Mount Hood, OR

uhhhhh great pic

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mstrkrftz:

Eternal Beauty

by Aaron Reed


Ahhhh mountain flowers

mstrkrftz:

Eternal Beauty

by Aaron Reed

Ahhhh mountain flowers

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ballvvasher:

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theweirdingway:

miyazaki is the original flower crown diva

theweirdingway:

miyazaki is the original flower crown diva

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mikaelahamilton:

I started a ‘how-to’ series - 'how-to': campfire dinner | link.

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tenaflyviper:

If you can’t find a place on your blog for Patrick Stewart in a bathtub dressed like a lobster, then your blog probably doesn’t deserve such majesty anyway.

tenaflyviper:

If you can’t find a place on your blog for Patrick Stewart in a bathtub dressed like a lobster, then your blog probably doesn’t deserve such majesty anyway.

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Well, I made a valiant attempt to finish my homework.  Tomorrow it is.

Home

Here I am, home.  It’s odd, this time last year my life was in Portland.  I had a close group of friends, I had a boyfriend, I was happy.  I had things to look forward to, friends to be with, adventures to be had.  I still have some of those things, but now, I am in a different city.  Now, I worry about how in the world I’m going to pay for college.  I worry about how I’m going to be able to finish all of my homework and still get an hour of voice practicing in.  I wonder what I will be doing in the summer.  I wonder how I’m going to be able to reject some of my closest friends that want something more.  I wonder when I will find the man I want to spend the rest of my life with.

I still have friends, I still have adventures, but my life is so different from where it was a year ago.  I have grown; more than I thought I would.  I think I worry more than I used to - or maybe I just have this idyllic picture of what my life used to be.  

Regina Spektor - Eet

nutellasevmeyenadam:

It’s like forgetting the words to your favorite song.
You can’t believe it.
You were always singing along.
It was so easy and the words so sweet.
You can’t remember.
You try to feel the beat.

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