For Those Who Wonder   Nine teen plus one years young. People watcher. Professional thrifter. Lover of poetry, sunsets, and second chances.

A short rambling.

Today I went to church.
I hate feeling like I stick out. Like I don’t belong. I sit in the seat and can’t help but go over in my mind how much my heart actually isn’t there.
How unwelcome I feel by the very people that maybe should be a welcoming community.
I think back on how I felt so pushed away from the church and community a few months ago, and I’m only now trying to go back and push myself into community.
I just hate being so discouraged. Community is so hard.

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"turn in your test even if you aren’t finished"


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"There is no despair so absolute as that which comes with the first moments of our first great sorrow, when we have not yet known what it is to have suffered and be healed, to have despaired and have recovered hope."
George Eliot (via michaellottner)
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I just want coffee, tattoos, and to makeout a little

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If you have run your fingers over words on a flat, lifeless page and felt mountains, winds, heartbeats - then you have felt poetry.

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do you

how you



a six word story

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Humans are such beautiful beings.

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"One bird singing back to another because it can’t not."
Jane Hirshfield, from “All Day The Difficult Waiting”, in Come, Thief (via dear-sunday)

(Source: the-final-sentence, via alonesomes)

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Rottweiler puppies By Tanya Kozlovsky

That last one though. Baby derp. entrahelife

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