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Sometimes I feel like I’m not good enough. I just always wonder “What if?”, you know? What if I didn’t say that? What if I didn’t do this? I’m just so confused about so many things. The regret is what really kills me… I’m all about fate and the idea that whatever happens is what is supposed to happen. We’re all here on God’s green earth to serve a purpose…to change people’s lives, to learn and to grow through everything. I know that I am going to make an impact…I just wish I knew in what capacity. This is my time to figure it all out. This is my time to grow. This is my time to put into words those things that mean the most to me. 


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Interesting…

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just a thought

mindymaygan:

i had a glimpse today back into my life from my 5-8th grade years. it made me want to throw this out there.

many of you are still in school, and if not, you have jobs, or you’re involved in SOMETHING where you’re around a group of people that you know, but maybe just on an acquaintances-basis. i just want to encourage everyone to look for that one person whos different. and by that, i mean the person who’s looked over, or maybe comes off a little shy or quiet, or maybe even seems straight up weird. if you haven’t reached out to them, just to say hello, or ask about a particular interest that you know you might have in common. it’s easy to get caught up in things going on in your own life & not take notice that maybe someone around you could use a just simple conversation.

in experience, i can tell you that in my younger years, i was probably seen as that ‘weird’ kid. i was an only child and i housed the craziest imagination with no one really to share it with. which was fine, i was oblivious to anything outside of my dream world usually, but i never quite understood why i didn’t have friends like most of the kids at school did. i think i set myself up for it, with my glowing alien necklaces & unicorn/fairy EVERYTHING, doing my hair just like gwen stefani did (not knowing you can only pull that off if you’re …gwen), buying clothes i thought might make them notice me, & making up stories that Reba Macentire was my Aunt just to have something that the other kids would want to talk to me about. hahah.

So without going on and on, I just want you to be the CHANGE, and go up to that person and say hello! The simplest things can be so huge. It’s hard to do that sometimes if you ponder it, so don’t think & just do it. Asking them just a couple simple questions about what they’re into or introducing them to one of your favorite bands or websites…just SOMETHING… might just make their whole year. And who knows, they might end up being awesome (usually i find they are ALWAYS the coolest & funniest people i’ve been blessed to encounter) and you’ll be so thankful for a new found friend.

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Reblog please.

love.

I completely agree. I’m going to do this the first chance I get :)

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Good Will Hunting
  • Sean: Thought about what you said to me the other day, about my painting. Stayed up half the night thinking about it. Something occurred to me... fell into a deep peaceful sleep, and haven't thought about you since. Do you know what occurred to me?
  • Will: No.
  • Sean: You're just a kid, you don't have the faintest idea what you're talkin' about.
  • Will: Why thank you.
  • Sean: It's all right. You've never been out of Boston.
  • Will: Nope.
  • Sean: So if I asked you about art, you'd probably give me the skinny on every art book ever written. Michelangelo, you know a lot about him. Life's work, political aspirations, him and the pope, sexual orientations, the whole works, right? But I'll bet you can't tell me what it smells like in the Sistine Chapel. You've never actually stood there and looked up at that beautiful ceiling; seen that.
  • If I ask you about women, you'd probably give me a syllabus about your personal favorites. You may have even been laid a few times. But you can't tell me what it feels like to wake up next to a woman and feel truly happy. You're a tough kid.
  • And I'd ask you about war, you'd probably throw Shakespeare at me, right, "once more unto the breach dear friends." But you've never been near one. You've never held your best friend's head in your lap, watch him gasp his last breath looking to you for help.
  • I'd ask you about love, you'd probably quote me a sonnet. But you've never looked at a woman and been totally vulnerable. Known someone that could level you with her eyes, feeling like God put an angel on earth just for you. Who could rescue you from the depths of hell. And you wouldn't know what it's like to be her angel, to have that love for her, be there forever, through anything, through cancer. And you wouldn't know about sleeping sitting up in the hospital room for two months, holding her hand, because the doctors could see in your eyes, that the terms "visiting hours" don't apply to you. You don't know about real loss, 'cause it only occurs when you've loved something more than you love yourself. And I doubt you've ever dared to love anybody that much.
  • And look at you... I don't see an intelligent, confident man... I see a cocky, scared shitless kid. But you're a genius Will. No one denies that. No one could possibly understand the depths of you. But you presume to know everything about me because you saw a painting of mine, and you ripped my fucking life apart.
  • You're an orphan right? You think I know the first thing about how hard your life has been, how you feel, who you are, because I read Oliver Twist? Does that encapsulate you? Personally... I don't give a shit about all that, because you know what, I can't learn anything from you, I can't read in some fuckin' book. Unless you want to talk about you, who you are. Then I'm fascinated. I'm in. But you don't want to do that do you sport? You're terrified of what you might say. Your move, chief.

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