| Name: Kassie. | I'm a grand weeper and a grim reaper. A lover, a writer and a student of life...within this blog are the things that make me smile, make me think and make my day.

 

Brave

Wake up, wake up, the sun cannot wait for long.
Reach out, reach out before it fades away.
You will find the warmth when you surrender.
Smile into the fear and let it play.

Hold on, hold on, so strong, time just carries on.

And all that you thought was wrong is pure again.
You can’t hide forever from the thunder.
Look into the storm and feel the rain.

You wanna run away, run away and you say that it can’t be so.
You wanna look away, look away but you stay cause’ it’s all so close.
When you stand up and hold out your hand.
In the face of what I don’t understand.
You’re my reason to be brave.

love-johanna:

“If you want to be something… start being it.”

“I have a rhythm in a way… times when I can take on big unsolvable tasks, open ended questions… and times I can’t, when I have to find solvable problem.”

“The beginning can last a couple years.”

“You should consume lots of things that you like… this is particularly hard for me because as soon as I start doing stuff I become insanely jealous of peoples work.”

“You organically have your own style”

“You don’t have to take all of it” (criticism)

“Education is a business”

“Difference between the craft of the creative work you do, and the craft of making money off of that.”

What I take from that: As a musician, you Can’t gig for free all the time… you will not have a career that way you will have a hobby.

“Make it a choice.”

firewordsparkler asked
Okay, in dance, yes, looks matter. But not in the way that you think. In dance, you must exude confidence to be awesome onstage. You have to hit all your steps awesomely and everyone will believe that you are awesome. Don't let some stupid cellulite get in the way of your greatness. kbye

This is one of the kindest things to ever show up in an inbox for me, ever. I think I’ll re-read this anytime I’m being mean to myself before a performance or rehearsal! <3

agentotter:

islandofmisfitt0ys:

deviantfemme:

pratfall:

how to dress for your shape: are you human-shaped? play up your natural sex appeal by wearing whatever the fuck you want

Life Tip: As the weather gets warmer, continue to wear whatever the fuck you want. Flaunt everything or keep it cool under cover. Dress to make yourself feel rad.

how to get a bikini body:
put a bikini on your body

Want to look great naked? Take all your clothes off.

I will hold you up, I will help you stand.

I will comfort you when you need a hand.

I will be the voice that’s calling out,

“I believe in you. There are just so many ways that I believe in you.

And all I want to do is help you to believe in you.”

drewvigal:

Take The Human Test (Volume 1) (by zefrank1)

I like you. you are as normal as you need to be. If you got less than 5 the results are indeterminate. more tests are needed.

Yes, yes, yes, yes… and yes yes yes.

thesesymmetricalgears:

sherlockintheshire:

20lightyearsaway:

wolf-in-the-fold:

Faber Castell’s 250 Year Anniversary (1761-2011) Art & Graphic Case
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why is there porn on my dash!?

there are children on this website

tag your fucking porn jfc!

Holy fuck that’s hot! 

(Source: assassincreeds)

Dream vacation, I can just hear the birds and crickets chirping, the wind rustling the trees and the pure inspiration&#8230;

Dream vacation, I can just hear the birds and crickets chirping, the wind rustling the trees and the pure inspiration…

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reginasmom:

“I Can’t Remember Where I Put My Phone Two Seconds Ago But I Vividly Remember Every Embarrassing Thing I’ve Said Or Done Since 2008” a book written by me

I Hate My Job

I find it so hard to function on the fact that I work at a job where I talk to 20 - 30 people on the phone daily, all different people from different walks of life, and connect with no one. I’m surrounded by the voices of the needy; those without common sense, those who are too stupid to figure things out, and those who truly need my help.

And yet most of the time, I feel so alone at work.

I’m fixing all of these people’s problems, but I’ve never felt more helpless or powerless. I feel like I’m trapped in the bowels of call center Hell.

I hate my job.