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Doctors keep telling me my dog/best friend is close to the end. That, worries me more than anyone will ever know.
(Source: nicolealyse)
Do it!
I need to see this.
i just can’t wait for this movie <3
it’s gunna ruin the book </3
WHAT.
Please don’t be in love with someone else.
My thoughts will echo your name until I see you again. These are the words I held back as I was leaving too soon. I was enchanted to meet you.
We get asked why our band name is Royal a lot.
The name for our band Royal is much more than a name. It started off with me having a nickname as a joke, Casey Royal. We still until this day do not know what that joke ever was and probably never will. We didn’t have a name for months and knew we needed one some day. So on my way to the city with my friends after Prom, we geniusely (sarcastic.) thought, Why isn’t it just Royal? It was easier than we thought. I know I can speak for myself when I say, I am all about equality. No matter what, you are equal to me and always will be. It’s one of the things I strongly believe in for so many reasons. Which then got me thinking about what our band name Royal really really means.
Our twitter name is @weareallROYAL and our facebook name is www.facebook.com/weareallROYAL. We didn’t just choose these because Royal was taken. (That was a little bit of the reason, but hear me out. haha) Being Royal simply means being alive. Meaning, everyone in this god damn world is Royal. “Royal” is a word with a made up meaning. You do not need a gold crown and million dollar dresses or a suit and a queen at your side to be Royal. Everyone is beautiful in their own way and everyone is Royal in their own way. Doesn’t matter who you are, where you came from, who you love, what gender you love, how much money you have, what your dream is, how famous you are, where you’re going, if you have two parents or one or five, what you believe in. We are all Royal. You are Royal. Don’t forget that throughout this crazy chaotic messed up beautiful, but sometimes ugly life.
Random needed vent for anyone who feels low.
If someone else doesn’t believe in you, it does not mean you should stop believing in yourself. Too many people let other peoples words get to a spot that’s too deep to shake. I feel like I vent about this every other day to either one person or to a computer, but it comes up everyday and means so much to me. If someone doesn’t like your music that you put your everything into, fine. They don’t like it. If someone doesn’t think you’re pretty, fine. They don’t think you’re pretty. If someone doesn’t agree with who you want to love, fine. Let them rot in their negativity. If someone tells you you’re not good enough for what you love, fine. Let them waste their time coming up with negative thoughts about you. If you stay positive through it all and work at your dreams and stay true to yourself, you will come out at a better place. All my life I have been told I do not have what it takes, I simply don’t have a good voice, My forehead is too big to ever look pretty, I’m “wierd”, I’m fat. I’ve had those times in school where I have sat alone because the “popular” group of girls kicked me off their table because I wasn’t pretty enough and the “losers” thought I was just some bitch. I’ve had those times where I tried out for every single thing in High School to do with singing and did not make one thing. I’ve had times where I got a sandwich thrown at me in the cafeteria and walking past people that you know are talking about you. I’ve had those times where girls would tell me they’ll be my “secret friend” and to not tell anyone at school they were sleeping over every weekend. I’ve had those times where I’d come home from school hide from my mom so she wouldn’t see me and cry for hours on end because people just weren’t nice or didn’t believe in me. I’ve had the typical horrible ex boyfriend who told me I was fat&couldn’t sing and the sluts that would try to ruin my life because of him. I’ve had girls after me for things they assumed I did and didn’t do and I’ve had the same girls who would throw things at me and call me names when I was little, grow up to say I am just a bitch who walks around thinking she is the shit. Clearly, I have never thought that and never will think that of myself. Ever. I know where I came from and who I truly am. I am still and always will truly be that little girl who had no friends because she was too weird for every one in her school. Don’t ever lose sight of the true weird you. Weird is interesting and interesting is better than boring and honestly, there are too many boring people in the world now a days. Don’t say and/or do things just to be cool. You’ll feel even more shitty being a fake “cool” person than a real weird person that gets made fun of. Moral of my rambling, Don’t ever lose sight of who you are and what dreams float around your head just because someone else doesn’t agree with who you’re meant to be. Being weird is FUN and who we are. We’re all weird. I love weird. It’s my favorite word and my favorite people are the weirdest people I will ever meet. Set out to accomplish your dreams and nothing less. (Sorry for sounding extremely corny, but I really mean everything I say about this.) BE YOURSELF. We need more people being themselves in this shitty, but beautiful world.
Oh yeah. And if a guy doesn’t like you, it simply means he’s not the one. Girls, Don’t cry over a boy for more than a day. Please.
…And guys, some girls are just evil. Ignore them, they’ll always be miserable.
I miss this friendship.
Why do people have to grow apart as they grow?
