Life and Randomosity

21 year old young woman from Portland Oregon, part preppy blog, part travel, and part whatever I fall in love with.

It doesn’t matter who you used to be; what matters is who you decide to be today. You are not your mistakes. You are not your mishaps. You are not your past. You are not your wounds. You can decide differently today and at every moment. Remember that. You are offered a new opportunity with each breath to think, decide, choose and act differently – in a way that supports you in being all that you are capable of being. You are not less than. You are enough.

Life

I’ve been so stressed recently. I had my tonsils removed on the 6th and my family wasn’t around as much as I had hoped during my recovery and I didn’t realize how much that had bugged me until tonight when I had a meltdown over missing work clothes.

I know my family loves me. I know it. I just feel like at times there’s nothing I can do that is right and so my reactions can get over the top. I’m beyond not perfect and I’m upset with how things played out. There is a large part of the situation that unfolded where I felt completely ignored and unheard which triggered me into freak out mode. I need to continue to work on this and making sure it doesn’t happen again but how can I be okay with not feeling heard and feeling shut down every time I try and communicate?

It definitely doesn’t help that I still can’t hear well and I act like I can…. I’m apparently way louder than normal right now. So intentions and actions are completely different currently as well.

And that concludes my rant. Sorry y’all. Hope your day went better than mine.

Alone and Lonely

I haven’t felt this lonely in a while. I can’t believe that I made it through my entire college career with maybe one relationship, and that one was severely dysfunctional, while everyone else I know has multiple dates and relationships. Everyone says “Oh, it’s not you, you’re great.” But can it really be true? There’s obviously something about me that is making me single.

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She was too quiet, or she was too loud. She took things too seriously, or not seriously at all. She was too sensitive, or too cold-hearted. She hated with every fiber of her being, or loved with every piece of her heart. There was no in-between for her. It was either all or nothing. She wanted everything but settled for nothing.

—Unknown  (via lunardemons)

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aislingetmaya:

galesofnovember:

liketheghost:

so is it a thing in (american) english to use “texas” as a word for like, something that’s out of control or chaotic, or as like, “crazy”? like “that party last weekend was totally texas!” 

because that is a thing people say in norwegian and i just think it’s important for americans to know that? 

this is the best thing I’ve ever heard

WHAT 

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