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Ask me anything   My name is Brittany, and I'm currently 23. I'm a Scorpio and Sagittarius mix. I work in a sales position. My life tends to not go as planned, and I'm actually alright with that fact. I'v learned a lot from my friendships, relationships, break ups, triumphs, and failures. And being human, I'm not always perfect. My tumblr, really, is just a clip board of things I enjoy or I find that fit me.

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Chinese doctors bowing down to a 11 year old boy diagnosed with brain cancer who managed to save several lives by donating his organs to the hospital he was being treated in shortly before his death.

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Chinese doctors bowing down to a 11 year old boy diagnosed with brain cancer who managed to save several lives by donating his organs to the hospital he was being treated in shortly before his death.

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Dying.

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The key to a perfect wardrobe is to protect the turtle neck! 

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Before Brian, I didn’t really know what a healthy relationship was. There were things I never cared for with my exes, things that I thought were normal. A part of me always settled, truthfully. My parents had an awful marriage, there was little communication, plenty of arguing, and no real sign of affection. I was in denial for many years that I had poor communication, until I met Brian. He has worked with me patiently this last year, never giving up on me. Tonight he told me I communicate so much better compared to the start of our relationship. That made me happy. He makes me happy, and I’ve never been this genuinely happy with anybody before. A lot of the time I’d lie to myself, thinking if I said it, that maybe I’d start to believe it. I realize how selfish that sounds, and it shames me. Truly. 
But I appreciate him, and I love every single thing about him. I realize now that I don’t need someone to be my happiness all the time, I just want someone to be happy with. Whether it’s sharing ice cream cake and watching Netflix, or driving around and going to a beach, he knows how to have fun. He’s not an angry person, I’ve never seen him so upset and rude, that I have to turn away. He would never hurt anybody, or anything. He’s beautiful. 
He has helped me become a stronger, more independent, and easier going person. Meeting him last year, at a time when I was jaded, and upset over work, was really the best thing that happened to me. I didn’t see it then, but come November he was growing on me. We didn’t start out perfectly in the beginning, it was very rough at times, but now we’re nothing but smooth sailing. Even in conflict. I’m so proud of him for how hard he has worked, for how he strives to always be healthier and happier. He is the definition of strong. I know nothing in life is permanent or comes with a contract, but I hope this train ride never stops. He is someone that I can truly see myself growing old with, and it’s nice to know my other half feels the same way about me. Through thick and thin, I’m going to be there for him. Wherever he goes, I go. I just love him so much.

Before Brian, I didn’t really know what a healthy relationship was. There were things I never cared for with my exes, things that I thought were normal. A part of me always settled, truthfully. My parents had an awful marriage, there was little communication, plenty of arguing, and no real sign of affection. I was in denial for many years that I had poor communication, until I met Brian. He has worked with me patiently this last year, never giving up on me. Tonight he told me I communicate so much better compared to the start of our relationship. That made me happy. He makes me happy, and I’ve never been this genuinely happy with anybody before. A lot of the time I’d lie to myself, thinking if I said it, that maybe I’d start to believe it. I realize how selfish that sounds, and it shames me. Truly. 

But I appreciate him, and I love every single thing about him. I realize now that I don’t need someone to be my happiness all the time, I just want someone to be happy with. Whether it’s sharing ice cream cake and watching Netflix, or driving around and going to a beach, he knows how to have fun. He’s not an angry person, I’ve never seen him so upset and rude, that I have to turn away. He would never hurt anybody, or anything. He’s beautiful. 

He has helped me become a stronger, more independent, and easier going person. Meeting him last year, at a time when I was jaded, and upset over work, was really the best thing that happened to me. I didn’t see it then, but come November he was growing on me. We didn’t start out perfectly in the beginning, it was very rough at times, but now we’re nothing but smooth sailing. Even in conflict. I’m so proud of him for how hard he has worked, for how he strives to always be healthier and happier. He is the definition of strong. I know nothing in life is permanent or comes with a contract, but I hope this train ride never stops. He is someone that I can truly see myself growing old with, and it’s nice to know my other half feels the same way about me. Through thick and thin, I’m going to be there for him. Wherever he goes, I go. I just love him so much.

— 6 days ago
"I held you, but I didn’t love you. Arms lacking a real embrace, a girl missing grace. Shame so strong, ain’t nobody can tame it."
— 1 week ago

fluffymb:

The moment when the table turns.

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Sums up Brian and I.

— 2 weeks ago
reallifekanaya:

fortheloveofhulk:

haanerhhs:

And a tree. Don’t forget the tree.

Wait. You Forgot The Birds.

YOU FORGOT THE HOLE IN THE TREE.

AND THAT TOTALLY RANDOM FLOWER.

and sometimes the sun had sunglasses? for some reason?

what do you mean when we were children

reallifekanaya:

fortheloveofhulk:

haanerhhs:


And a tree. Don’t forget the tree.

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Wait. You Forgot The Birds.

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YOU FORGOT THE HOLE IN THE TREE.image

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AND THAT TOTALLY RANDOM FLOWER.

and sometimes the sun had sunglasses? for some reason?

what do you mean when we were children

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