Amazingly Amazing

"I am me. Never again will i be the woman i was yesterday. & the woman i will be come tomorrow is new still. " -Amazingly.Amazing.
24. Grad Student = TCU Horned Frog. Daughter of THE KING. California Native. Professional in finding her own path. Not your ordinary sorority girl, but apart of the PHirst & the PHinest. A DIAMOND in the rough but i shine with the best. Walking in GOD's shadow. <3

allsheneededwassome:

90sdefect:

allsheneededwassome:

I really hope I never develop anything like alopecia I am so vain I don’t think I could handle it. My hair has been full and thick since birth.

I’m actually dealing with it now unfortunately. If it grows back too slow, I’ll…

You can deal with it if you have too. I was diagnosed with alopecia in 1999. It just started falling out in clumps one day. No warning, and the dermatologist said there was nothing they could do. I struggled all through high school, but found my strength in college. It has made me a stronger, I can say that.

People look at me today and when they see it they feel sorry for me, or they make all the slick comments without knowing the story, but I am proud to say I’m so far from where I was 15 years ago.

"im alright"
::ivy so-so hand movement::
missivylynn22

"im alright"

::ivy so-so hand movement::

missivylynn22

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I have lost and loved and won and cried myself to the person I am today.
Charlotte Eriksson, Empty Roads & Broken Bottles; in search for The Great Perhaps (via fawun)

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Lordy Lordy, Michael Jordy.

90s90s90s:

Goo Goo Dolls - “Iris”

still in my iTunes…

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someone.. 

message me. text me. send me a message in a bottle..

Imma be in training for 8 hours… and its already feelin like a rough day…

somebody.. anybody.. ::in my Simba voice::

ifimeanalottoyou:

Drugs Under The Microscope

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feelin a little reckless on this Wednesday night…

missivylynn22:

clarathecloudprincess:

thecompanionsdoctor:

thecompanionsdoctor:

Whenever my friend says goodnight to me on Skype he sends me this gif

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and I wanted to send it to him tonight so I went to Google “black man turning off lamp” but Google autofill changed it to “black man turning into jet” and I got this

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Long story short it’s 1am and I’ve been laughing at this for approximately 20 years

Which one of you assholes brought this back

OMG

I. Am. Dead

What. Is. Oxygen.

I don’t know anymore….

pictorben:

I want a cigarette case so i can put candy cigarettes in it

pictorben:

I want a cigarette case so i can put candy cigarettes in it

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thisismypiece:

Exactly.

I Have Never Reblogged Something So Fast In My Life.

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Yaaaassssss

This

I’ve never delt with death well.

not in the moment anyways…

In 5th grade, there was George. He worked in Produce when my mom worked at Albertsons. He would always have fresh fruit and a story for me after school when i was forced to sit with my mom as she worked the evening shift. When he was killed, I cried for a week straight & went to counseling. My first experience with depression.

In high school, my best friend’s brother committed suicide. And my cousin was killed in a drive by. My hair started to fall out. & I was back in therapy.

My freshman year of college… my great grandmother passed. I “quit school” for a week & a half. Experienced alcohol poisoning for the first time. Reckless wasn’t even the word. It took my English professor, one of the main reasons why I am an AKA today, came to my dorm room, got me up, and took me back to her office. To this day I don’t know how she did it, but she got all my professors to give me a chance to make everything up. She made me check-in with her once a week. 

My first year of grad school… I was mourning a relationship. I flew clear across the country back to CA. Got a tattoo. Drank until nothing hurt. Alcohol was a lot cheaper than therapy… and I was tired of talking anyways.

Bernard’s passing hit me hard. I dont know whether to cry or scream, drink or sleep. Every waking moment i feel on the cusp of crying. I just want to eat, drink, fuck the pain away… but personal experience has proven to me…it will still be there when i come to.

But I havent. The triggers are still there… But I havent fallen. I like to think that I’m making progress over the years, but its hard. Its exhausting. And alot of people dont understand the distancing, the consistent declines to hang out, to have a drink, to talk, the reasons why I’m angry, why I’m frustrated. But I’m processing. And I realize that destroying myself isnt going to honor his life. At least thats one thing i’ve gained with age.

I may not deal with it well, but at least I’m dealing this time.

Revelations 14:13

zkac:

WHO IS SHE

"Shes flawless… Ladies tell’em…"

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spiritualinspiration:

…love is kind… 1 Corinthians 13:4, NIV.

One translation of today’s simple verse says that “love looks for a way to be constructive.” In other words, love looks for ways to improve someone else’s life. Love brings out the best in other people. Don’t just get up in the morning thinking about yourself or how you can make your own life better. Think about how you can make someone else’s life better. Ask yourself, “Who can I encourage today?” “Who can I build up?” You have something to offer those around you that no one else can give. Someone in your life needs your encouragement. Someone in your life needs to know that you believe in them. I believe God will hold us responsible for the people He’s put in our lives. He’s counting on us to bring out the best in our family and friends.

Are you improving the lives of those around you? Are you pouring confidence in them? Why don’t you ask the Lord to give you creative ways to bring out the best in others? As you sow into the lives of others, God will send people along your path that will build you up so that you can embrace every blessing He has in store for you.

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