Say, Hello

need i say more.

ok so news flash everyone. No ones life is daisies and sunshine. not possible dosent happen. ever. no matter how happy and perfect someone may seem the truth of the matter is, 75% of the time, LIFE SUCKS! everyone has something that they hide in the back of their closet. something that they dont want other people to know. some people have alot of those somethings and some people only have one or two. but this attitude that people have about trying to put your best foot forward and look your best is a load of some major bull. shit. i find the harder you try to make everyone see how perfect you are the more problems pop up. how can we expect the children of this country to grow up with good morals if our entire existence is about lying. NO ONE IS PERFECT!!!!!!!! and to be honest im just so sick of everyone trying to judge me because i dont feel like being little miss american beauty queen everyday.

So true!

So it took me like 11 hours by my lonesome but i finally finished my hair. pictures to come soon but first i think im gonna go to sleep seeing as its 6:30 in the morning and ive been working on my hair since like 7 last night. 

My current top ten albums

(Source: pleatedjeans, via absolutelymadness)

I dont care what anyone says, dreads don’t necessarily have to be dirty and gross and i think there awesome either way.

This is the tiny town of Blue Hill, ME. I lived here for 3 years while finishing high school and living with my grandparents. Its a small town. There’s not alot to do on a daily basis unless u make something to do. It at times can be very boring and the number of people living there diminished every year around august when the kids who graduated move off to college. But they still have enough respect for human like that every week the update the number on the memorial board and go out into the field and add more white flags. There is one small white flag in that field for ever american solider that has died in Iraq, Pakistan, and Afghanistan. And every night they light a white candle and stick it on the memory bench to light there way home. Why can’t every town be like that.

I used to live where winter was warm and the Arizona sun kept everything green all year long. Then I moved back east, and am now living in Battle Creek, Michigan. I got here just in time for all the snow, and sleet, and rain. Now the brown landscape of a forest in winter is showing signs of life. Its almost spring :)

this band has become a recent addition to my favorite band list