We are all worms, but I do believe I am a glowworm. ~Winston Churchill

if the world was shrunk to a population of 100 and you had a roof over your head, a bed to sleep in, a refrigerator for your food and a closet for your clothes, you would be richer than 75% of the world's population.

isn't that crazy? i would be richer - RICHER - then 75 percent of the world. 75 percent. and yet, i would still be worried about that 25 percent. impressing them. wanting more stuff then them. being better, nicer, richer then them. i would try to be richer then those 24 people (cause 25 percent of 100 is 25 and since i'm richer then 75 percent - or 75 people - that would mean that i am one of the 25, but since i am one of the 25, there are 24 people whom i wish to be richer then. but i digress) then help spread my riches, my blessing, my money with those who are poorer then me.

does that make me selfish or human? or are those two in the same?

woa. really?

hahahahaha I'M A FREAKIN' HIGH SCHOOL GRAD! never thought this day would come.

i am so ready for my new adventures. i wish they all started tomorrow. i don't want to wait for orientation or SLA or college. i am so ready to escape this black hole.

As Bilbo once said, "I'm old, Gandalf. I know I don't look it but I'm beginning to feel it in my heart. I feel thin... sort of stretched, like butter scraped over too much bread. I need a holiday. A very long holiday. And I don't expect I shall return. In fact I mean not to."

it's going to be a good summer. i'm going to have a good life <3

all the pretty little horses

All she knew was the darkness. The absences of light. The total blackness that took over. Not her eyes, but her soul. The doubt and fear and anger and depression and anxiety that filled her being and burst through every pour of her body. She walked around in the world confident and brave, but that’s not who she was. Who she is. She’s scared. Oh so scared.

But there were rays of light in her life. Things that would break down the dark walls and shine pure happiness, pure joy into her dark world. Things that made the fear not so strong and the anger not so bold. Things that made her brave and confident, like the mask she put on everyday. Things – people- who gave her hope and meaning and a place and a reason and everything a person needs to survive, to thrive,

To live.