Have Faith, Expect Miracles.

This is me going through the yearbook.

fuhcough:

(Source: trasseno, via randomness-is-epic)

When i was little i used to legitimately cry over a goofy movie because max was so mean to his dad like the part where he throws the possum hat out and its raining wow i cant even talk about this right now

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brittanynoell:

I don’t care what anyone says, I love Princess Diaries 2.

Tonight.

So I literally almost never go on the computer now just to blog about something specific. My mobile Twitter is usually enough. But tonight was just..beautiful. In the simplest of ways. And I want to discuss it. I rode my bike to the gym, to walk Steve home once he was done working out. I loved seeing him, as usual of course, but that wasn’t the best part. It was when we walked home together. In the dark, just the two of us, talking. We’re able to continue talking for hours without stopping, about each new thing. He always understands. Gets annoyed by the same things and people as me. He can always relate to me. He does the perfect amount of talking and the perfect amount of listening. And without me even saying anything about it, he brought something up. He told me how one of his guy friends decided to point out a body part of his friend’s girlfriend to him. You know, one of those “Check out her ass” comments that guys do with one another when they think no one is paying attention. He told me how he didn’t say anything in response, and how in his head he thought about how stupid that is. He proceeded to tell me how he hates how so many guys treat their girlfriends like trophies, and how if they really respected them, they wouldn’t WANT other guys looking at their girlfriend’s body. He then said how he would beat the crap out of any guy who looked at me like that, because I’m not a trophy and no girl’s body is owned by a guy. He said all of this, without me saying a word. He looked straight into my eyes and said “I literally never do that. It’s just weird and disrespectful.” I didn’t ask him if he does, I didn’t even imply that I would be upset if he did. He said it to me with no restraints. I know that some guys lie, but I know that was the truth. With all of this time I’ve known him, I know how he thinks. He’s not blind to other girls and their bodies, and he does notice, but he doesn’t go out of his way to look at other girls, and he doesn’t disrespect them around other guys. Even when no one else is around. Tonight I couldn’t help but keep thinking about how lucky I am to have him. He’s the most respectful, sweet, understanding, and just wonderful guy I’ve ever known. As everyone already knows, I love him with all my heart. He’s just my favorite person. I can always tolerate him and enjoy his company so much, more than anyone else. I just love walking and talking with him and having that personal time with him. It was one of those moments that’s small, but you know you’ll cherish and remember. I become overwhelmed with excitement when I think about how many of those moments I’ll have when summer begins…

Even if you’re just laying next to me, asleep, doing nothing,

fantasizing—reality:

you still make me so happy.

heydreamerdontbesoupset:

The funny part about the fact that I miss you is that I probably haven’t even crossed your mind.