Red Panda! The cutest animal to ever exist!
Photo by Alexander Dragunov
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I think packing for college is what has hit me hardest. Seeing my room bare and knowing I won’t be here anymore. That my bed will turn into a guest br ed. That my dresser drawers will be empty. That half my clothes are being given away. That all my old poetry is now resting happily in the garbage. Everything I knew is gone. Less than sixteen days now. And, to realize my time left with Riley is dwindling is a constant nagging feeling. Every second I spend with him, I realize its some of our last moments. And, I couldn’t want someone to come with me more than anyone else. I don’t want to miss anything we could have while I’m gone. I don’t want to forget what I’ve had here.
As time comes closer and I realize I have a month left before I’m gone, I realize more and more what I am leaving behind. Comfort zones, free food and housing, my family, and most of all the boy I’ve fallen completely head over heels for. It’s easy to say that I will be home soon. But, it is also easy to realize that none of this will be easy. This whole situation is going to be a struggle. I don’t want to say goodbyes. I also don’t want to be the same person when I leave. Of course I will be the same, but physically and mentally I want to be more mature. I want to grow up and start saying goodbye to the old me and hello to the new.
How do I make my eyes really stand out? Sound familiar? Probably because so many people ask me and it probably pops up on your dashboard a lot, if you also struggle with trying to make your eyes pop and reach their full potential, keep on reading!
- Don’t line the waterline of the eyeunless…
I need this
After some devastating news today, I have made the decision what I want to do with my life. No, I may not be positive I want to become a college English professor; however I do know what I do want. I want to raise suicide awareness and prevent self hurt through words and photography. The project has already begun, my first one raising awareness on abusive and deadly relationships (one of which I have weaseled my way out of). It’s a traumatic experience that people need to take seriously, as is suicide. I have first hand dealt with self hurt and many people are unaware of the things it does to your body. It becomes a daily struggle to fight doing so again. Maybe I’m getting too personal, maybe everyone thinks I’m foolish and silly. No, I’m not going to end suicide. But, I hope I can help the issue and make their lives a little more worth living.
And when you wake up, everything is gonna be fine. Guaranteed that you wake in a better place, and in a better time. So you’re tired of livin’? You feel like you might give in? Well don’t. It’s not your time.