Myself as a pony, hooray! :D (SO GIRLY LOOKING, HAHA.)
I’d be a really awkward flyer, probably even worse than Fluttershy but not as clumsy as Derpy Hooves. Just a pony that’s better suited for trotting than flying.

Myself as a pony, hooray! :D (SO GIRLY LOOKING, HAHA.)

I’d be a really awkward flyer, probably even worse than Fluttershy but not as clumsy as Derpy Hooves.  Just a pony that’s better suited for trotting than flying.

Another one of my friends as a pony. She’s one of those good Christian southern girls from North Carolina and she loves everything to do with her state. Hence, the NC cutie mark, haha!

Another one of my friends as a pony.  She’s one of those good Christian southern girls from North Carolina and she loves everything to do with her state.  Hence, the NC cutie mark, haha!

A friend of mind drawn as a pony, hooray! :D

A friend of mind drawn as a pony, hooray! :D

  • Me: *trying to eat pasta*
  • Boy: You look cute with pasta in your hair.
  • Me: *DUMP ALL THE PASTA INTO HAIR*
My school. I don’t understand.

My school.  I don’t understand.

Made by my suitemate Laura and I.

Made by my suitemate Laura and I.

“Paper Airplanes”
Coffee and watercolor on cardboard.
Did this almost two years ago, forgot it existed, haha!

“Paper Airplanes”

Coffee and watercolor on cardboard.

Did this almost two years ago, forgot it existed, haha!

daniellesmovingcastle:
“ :,) time for colour. It’s healed practically!
”
I CAN’T… I JUST.. I CAN’T. THIS IS TOO WONDERFUL.

daniellesmovingcastle:

:,) time for colour. It’s healed practically!

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I CAN’T… I JUST.. I CAN’T.  THIS IS TOO WONDERFUL.  <3 <3 <3

Sometimes I get scared and I just drive places.
With a camera.
Because that’s smart.

Sometimes I get scared and I just drive places.

With a camera.

Because that’s smart.

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And the fox said, “But if you tame me, it will be as if the sun came to shine on my life. I shall know the sound of a step that will be different from all the others. Other steps send me hurrying back underneath the ground. Yours will call me, like music out of my burrow. And then look: you see the grain-fields down yonder? I do not eat bread. Wheat is of no use to me. The wheat fields have nothing to say to me. And that is sad. But you have hair that is the color of gold. Think how wonderful that will be when you have tamed me! The grain, which is also golden, will bring me back the thought of you. And I shall love to listen to the wind in the wheat…”

The fox gazed at the little prince, for a long time. “Please–tame me!” he said.

The Little Prince by Antoine de Saint-Exupery