When my favorite song comes on



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If I was rich, this would be me everydamnday.


If I was rich, this would be me everydamnday.

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Its been a challenging last 6 months, I’ve been turned inside out, vulnerable and I have experienced a great amount of growing pains. I lost my joy, my optimism, myself really. To be quite honest this was the first time that I have ever truly felt alone. I was living by myself for the first time, which I was stoked about BUT being alone with your thoughts can play a few tricks on you. Ive tried so hard to be the kind of friend I would want in return. I have always treated people the way that I would want to be treated but I tend to forget not everyone is wired that way and some of those people were/are friends of mine. Quite the learning process for a girl on her own for the first time.

I’ve been stripped down to my core and am ready for change and a fresh start. A select few have seen me at my worst, my best and everything in between. Though I have lost a few friends along the way and have regained friendships with old friends I am still so grateful for everyone in my life that has loved me unconditionally. It has taken awhile to weed out the negative in my life but now that I have I am more the ready to embrace the positive change.

Matthew 11:30 (The Message)

 28-30"Are you tired? Worn out? Burned out on religion? Come to me. Get away with me and you’ll recover your life. I’ll show you how to take a real rest. Walk with me and work with me—watch how I do it. Learn the unforced rhythms of grace. I won’t lay anything heavy or ill-fitting on you. Keep company with me and you’ll learn to live freely and lightly."

I couldn’t help myself.

I couldn’t help myself.


Love this.

(Source: downtownfrombehind)


Star Mile

Old doubt and a girl by your side
She’s feeding your pride
As you go for a ride
Down the Star Mile

Worlds arise as she lets you come in
A duo begins
To the Hollywood Inn
Of the lonely

And all the gold dust in her eyes won’t reform into a ring
You had and lost the one thing
You kept in a safe place
Remember the face
Of the girl who had made you her own
And how you left her alone

All’s well at the base of the hill
You might need to fill
A prescription to kill
Off the silence.

Look down from your tower on high
And take in the night
Look her right in the eye
She’ll listen

Life goes to those that are true
The regular news
Over playing the blues
With the light on

And if you burn the road
That’ll lead you back to her in time
I watch you turn to stone
You can’t find the sunlight

She’s moving on without you
The tide breaks
You watch the stars fade
They gather you back to their home
I guess it’s better than being alone