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The dancer in the pink leotard at the beginning of this video is my long lost roommate, Kenna!

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For @marissarossmanismybitch ‘s birthday, I painted him this. 

For @marissarossmanismybitch ‘s birthday, I painted him this. 

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So I’m drunklrin right now but I don’t care because these photos of me and the man I love are super cute & I am beaming with joy at the sight of them!

 

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Anybody who knows me semi-well understands how much I love and adore my mother, Cheryl. I am constantly inspired by her unwavering sense of self, bravery, and insatiable curiosity. But like all Mothers, sometimes Cheryl can be difficult. 
Yesterday my extended family all gathered for a Mother’s Day party on my cousin’s farm. For Mother’s Day, my cousin Jessie received a lamb, which they named Mary. Yesterday was Mary’s first day separated from her mother, and the poor lamb was noticeably upset. My mom could not handle the fact that the lamb was missing her mother on Mother’s Day, and spent the entirety of the gathering laying in the coop with the sheep. Cheryl was so upset that she started crying. I walked into the barn to try and convince my mom to join the party, and all I could hear was the lamb’s loud “BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA”s & my mom’s even louder “WHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAA”s. 
I decided to let my mom rejoin the party in her own time. Sometimes unconditional love means letting the woman who birthed you lay in a pile of hay and sob with a distressed lamb. And I wouldn’t have learned how to love like that if it weren’t for my beautiful mother. 

Anybody who knows me semi-well understands how much I love and adore my mother, Cheryl. I am constantly inspired by her unwavering sense of self, bravery, and insatiable curiosity. But like all Mothers, sometimes Cheryl can be difficult. 

Yesterday my extended family all gathered for a Mother’s Day party on my cousin’s farm. For Mother’s Day, my cousin Jessie received a lamb, which they named Mary. Yesterday was Mary’s first day separated from her mother, and the poor lamb was noticeably upset. My mom could not handle the fact that the lamb was missing her mother on Mother’s Day, and spent the entirety of the gathering laying in the coop with the sheep. Cheryl was so upset that she started crying. I walked into the barn to try and convince my mom to join the party, and all I could hear was the lamb’s loud “BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA”s & my mom’s even louder “WHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAA”s. 

I decided to let my mom rejoin the party in her own time. Sometimes unconditional love means letting the woman who birthed you lay in a pile of hay and sob with a distressed lamb. And I wouldn’t have learned how to love like that if it weren’t for my beautiful mother. 

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Girls on Film: Why it's time to retire the term 'Manic Pixie Dream Girl'

“The truth is that the MPDG is just a part of a larger problem; countless female characters have been written just to teach men to embrace life and be successful. The MPDG’s joie de vivre makes her stick out among female characters, but in a way that prevents more serious dialogue. She’s easier to lump together and dismiss, as if the MPDG isn’t part of a much bigger problem that has nothing to do with the music a character listens to or the clothing a character wears.”

“Judy’s Turn to Cry”— Lesley Gore

My new jam.

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