Paris, France
Email: l.tzigane@gmail.com
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needy
you know what? i’m needy, and i own it. i need a lot of fucking attention, so i’m going to work on asking for it.
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It’s not our job to toughen our children up to face a cruel and heartless world. It’s our job to raise children who will make the world a little less cruel and heartless.
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Falling in love you remain a child; rising in love you mature. By and by love becomes not a relationship, it becomes a state of your being. Not that you are in love – but that you are love.
Osho (via liberatingreality)
(Source: cosmic-rebirth)
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I didn’t know where this was going and when I reached van Gogh I almost choked.
(Source: thegestianpoet)
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This is my life.
They’re singing, ROCKSTAR potatoes that have so many feelings that they feel deep in their hearts!! ALL FEELINGS ARE VALID, YO!
Posted 2 weeks ago
I’m so torn.
But seriously.
One part of me wants to jump into music with everything I have and just say FUCK IT ALL, this is something that makes me happy. I know it’s work. It’s disappointment when people don’t take the time to listen to your stuff and it’s a letdown when people don’t come to shows but sometimes there are just these highs and they’re SO HIGH. Recording something particularly good in the studio. Rocking out with a crowd that gets it.
And then there’s the slow satisfaction of building relationships with people and helping them develop and grow. I love mentoring. I love coaching. A career in HR, and more specifically Leadership and Development, OR a career in student affairs would be so rewarding. It’s a more steady drive.
I don’t know. I just don’t know. I feel like I’m so split and I can’t give my full heart to either one because I just want to charge forward with both of them.
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bahahaha frendz
“DON’T LET ME DOWN. AND MAKE SURE IT’S A FAT ONE.”
I promised her I would steal us a baby…
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CHRIS TRAEGER, EVERYONE!!!!
(Source: fromcydonia)
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Posted 3 weeks ago
dreams
Dreamed I saw two pegasi give birth but little holes in their abdomens just popped out, like the gas door on cars, and the babies just slid right out - and then we had to help them stretch their wings out but then they were in danger, so someone used magic to freeze them into blocks of ice and took them away.
The only way to save them was to get them to the state capitol building that had magic in the basement, but first I had to go get them, and someone put them in the frozen section of a grocery store so other people wouldn’t find them, but I had to search the whole frozen section and crawl into the refrigerators which were connected to the back of the store and it was terrifying. My heart was pounding so fast through this entire dream.
And then I ran to the capitol building and somehow my mom was there, too, but I couldn’t tell her exactly what was going on, except that we needed to get to this secret chamber at the bottom of the building before the ice melted. And then it was finding other spies for my organization in the building to help us, running a lot, tiptoe-ing across sleeping guards, pretending to be part of a tour, etc.
And then the governor’s children met us in the secret room just as the ice was melting, and saved the babies and reunited them with a guardian pegasus and I remember feeling super close to my mom having gone through the adventure with her.
and then i wrote it down here before it was gone. there you go, internet.
I love people. I think emotional health is important. I love cute things. I love pretty things. I think fashion is amazing, but could care less at times. I think "good taste" sometimes gets in the way of fun. I love singing. I want people to keep it classy. I have too many feelings! I am clumsy except when I ice skate or dance. I'm a little awkward. I love food. I'm scarily insecure. The internet is the bane of my existence. I love romance novels. I can find anything on Facebook. I have a slight superiority complex sometimes. I care about people and things to the point of sickness. I think life's biggest challenge is to actually know yourself -- there are so many different pieces of us that make us who we are. And some of those pieces may seem contradictory.PS Potatoes.
