TMI Tuesday.

My ask beckons you.

I’m gonna do a cover of Vegas Skies.

Because it’s my ringtone and every time someone calls, I start belting it out >.>

Anonymous asked: You have a real gift w/ words. I woulda told you this on your other blog, but there's no ask button.

Oh! Thank you so much, dearest anon <3 The fact that you took the time out of your life to tell me this means so much to me! <3

Fearless.

onthewingsofdreams:

What does that word even mean?

To me, it doesn’t mean the lack of fear. I think it means going on because of it. Being fearless is taking the fear and using it to be a catalyst for change. You can’t be completely void of fear - that’s not possible. Fear is something that creeps back into your system no matter how many times you think you got it out. The only solution is to take what you’ve got and make it your own.

You need to choose to not be afraid of being afraid.

Hey, sometimes I come up with quality posts x//x

(Source: notanotherhappyending)

It was bound to happen eventually.

[:

Being anonymous.

onthewingsofdreams:

It’s a little long, and I’m sorry, but it’s important.

I’ll admit, I’ve had my fun being anonymous. And it’s fine when you’re having fun, as long as the other person knows you’re having fun and plays along. But when you’re being an absolute dickhole and are hiding behind the gray face of anonymity, that’s not fun. It’s not fun for anyone. Stop being such a coward. Do you think calling someone a slut while being anonymous is making any difference? If you think someone’s being promiscuous, you tell them. I don’t know about you, but I don’t take advice from gray faced losers on the internet that hide around being anonymous and preying on people I know and love because they’ve got their “anonymous” option on.

I’ve received the sweetest messages from anonymous people, and that’s fine! You’re not hurting anyone when you do that, right? I encourage you to go tell people on Tumblr how amazing and beautiful they are, because they are. But if you’ve got nothing nice to say, then at least don’t be anonymous, because if you’re trying to change someone, then that person’s going to want to know why, and then they won’t know who to come to to find out why they think that way. And calling someone names just for the fun of it IS. NOT. FUNNY. It’s kind of funny, I guess, knowing you have no life and you’ll live in your mother’s basement doing the same thing for the rest of your life. But it hurts people. What kind of a human being hurts people?

I’ll let you in on a little secret.

People like being dicks to me. Do you guys remember that Honest Box thing on Facebook? My freshman year people would go anonymous and leave the worst comments in there and I would cry for hours, thinking something was wrong with me. I don’t do that anymore, but I was much more fragile back then.

But sometimes I still do.

Because it amazes me how a human being could be so cruel. How someone could go so far as to hide their identity just to be so cruel to me. I like to think that people can be honest with me, because I can handle the truth. But how do I know truth from lie when I don’t even know who you are?

Yet I turn on the anonymous button always.

I take the risk of being hurt because there are some amazing people out there, and they leave the sweetest messages, and I don’t mind if they go anonymous, though I’d prefer to know who they are <3

(Source: notanotherhappyending)

You gotta make your own happiness if you can’t find it…. luckily i’ve been getting plenty of outside help from a certain girl :)

^Mad cute. lmao.

(Source: endlessopportunity)

I want creepy anons, too! D:

I never get creepy messages in my ask box. Come get me, too!