I’ve been kind of absent from the flickr and tumblr communities lately. Things have just been feeling different lately and I have been too mentally busy to maintain either of these sites.
But, I have created a new, less-pretentious tumblr and I would love to have you all follow me there.
Here it is: http://theaestheticvoyages.tumblr.com/
I wholeheartedly agree with this statement. While, yes, Osama Bin Laden did some very terrible things in his lifetime, death is never something to celebrate. The human life is so very sacred and fragile and important and the moment we begin to celebrate the end of such a sacred thing—even if it is the death of someone who has done terrible things—we lose a major piece of our humanity and, most importantly, our sense of unity.
While this may be an important and a pivotal moment, I will never celebrate death.
I totally figured that something like that happened, but I checked on your page and saw that you actually did add proper credit. Oops on my behalf! :D
Not only is this this stolen from Lissy Elle, but it is also edited.Gahh. Why do people think this is okay?
Proper credit added.
- The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde (via suncatcher)
(via miawallaceshairtwin)
so. much. caffeine.
My body aches again.
The nights are always the worst. I can be happy all day long and then, later, when it is night time, I feel a ball of energy within my chest. All of the pain suddenly hits me. I want to do reckless things. I want to scream. But, mostly, I just want to sleep.
Woah, Top Model, actually having a good photoshoot this cycle? This is new.
p.s. Alexandria is rockin’ it
My body aches with loneliness and exhaustion.
I don’t mean for this to be preachy, but this is my blog, so deal with it. Haha :D
So, today I found out that I will not be studying abroad next semester, as I thought I was going to be for the past year. I realized that the financial gap between what I would have to pay and what I can pay is too large.
At first, I was so disappointed. I began to think of all the opportunities for next semester that had already passed, the amazing time that would happen while I was abroad and how big of a letdown this whole event was. However, instead of reacting in a negative manner, I walked into the small coffee shop on campus and began to read some of my favorite Psalms in my new Bible that my grandmother gave me. “But I will trust in your unfailing love; my heart rejoices in your salvation. I will sing the LORD’s praise, for God has been good to me,” Psalm 13:5-6 says. I began to pray these words over myself and over my situation. I will TRUST in your UNFAILING LOVE … for God has been GOOD to ME. If I have this love that never fails, does it really matter where I go? Does it really matter what I do? No, because God has been good to me and will continue to be good to me. I began to realize that God is going to be God and that wherever I am next year, I will be where I will be and where I need to be. I began to realize that there must be something here for me and I began to praise the LORD for messing up my plans. Whether I will be impacted or a life will be impacted because of me, I know that God has something in store for me here and I will trust in the LORD’s unfailing love.
