You know, I don’t really understand why people label others by the way they dress. Especially shoes. And if you wear two different styles, you get called a fake. For me, one day I’ll wear Converse and the next ill be in my beat up country boots. If I had to label myself, I’d be a mix between city and country because I was born and raised in the city but I’m a horseback rider and I love being in the country. So does that make me fake?
sooooo… i know that you don’t want to go to school tomorrow,
if it makes you feel any better
all you have to do is survive three weeks
it’s winter break
and that means
you get to sit inside, watch netflix, and cover yourself in blankets!!
YOU CAN DO IT BABE
I BELIEVE IN YOU AND I LOVE YOU VERY MUCH
If you want to learn what someone fears losing, watch what they photograph.
When Dove moves up from a canter to a gallop, sometimes the only way I can tell the difference is because her hooves pound a four-time rhythm instead of a three. But when Corr moves into a gallop, it’s as if it’s a gait that’s just been invented, something so much faster than all the others that it should be called something else… Each stride feels like it takes us a mile. We’ll run out of island before he runs out of speed. We’re giants, on his back.
so youre telling me that all those years i sent a letter to santa all the way back in september with just “touch a boob” written on it it just got mailed to my parents