My Mind, My Soul.

Ask Me Already ;)   Submit   Welcome! Lets start with the basics: my name is Michael, I am 22, I live in British Columbia, Canada and I am in school for social work, I volunteer at a suicide hotline as well as a community theatre where I have acted/produced/managed/and now coach improv to highschool kids! I live a busy life and I quite love it but sometimes on this blog I tend to rant about how shitty it can be sometimes but overall I am a very happy person and if you decide to follow PLEASE MESSAGE ME! I love talking and meeting new people and that is the best way to get started :) Alrighty! Have a great morning/afternoon/day/night!

It irks me to see the last two battles need to be switched for proper order.

It irks me to see the last two battles need to be switched for proper order.

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#ocd  #omg  #zelda  #yes  #but ganon is last 

Omfg "talk about" is a lot cuter than ask me

I know most people who follow me are only here for the art but if anyone's curious, here we go. o/
1:Talk about the first time you watched your favorite movie.
2:Talk about your first kiss.
3:Talk about the person you've had the most intense romantic feelings for.
4:Talk about the thing you regret most so far.
5:Talk about the best birthday you've had.
6:Talk about the worst birthday you've had.
7:Talk about your biggest insecurity.
8:Talk about the thing you are most proud of.
9:Talk about little things on your body that you like the most.
10:Talk about the biggest fight you've ever had.
11:Talk about the best dream you've ever had.
12:Talk about the worst dream you've ever had.
13:Talk about the first time you had sex/how you imagine your first time.
14:Talk about a vacation.
15:Talk about the time you were most content in life.
16:Talk about the best party you've ever been to.
17:Talk about someone you want to be friends with.
18:Talk about something that happened in elementary school.
19:Talk about something that happened in middle school.
20:Talk about something that happened in high school.
21:Talk about a time you had to turn someone down.
22:Talk about your worst fear.
23:Talk about a time someone turned you down.
24:Talk about something someone told you that meant a lot.
25:Talk about an ex-best friend.
26:Talk about things you do when you're sick.
27:Talk about your favorite part of someone else's body.
28:Talk about your fetishes.
29:Talk about what turns you on.
30:Talk about what turns you off.
31:Talk about what you think death is like.
32:Talk about a place you remember from your childhood.
33:Talk about what you do when you are sad.
34:Talk about the worst physical pain you've endured.
35:Talk about things you wish you could stop doing.
36:Talk about your guilty pleasures.
37:Talk about someone you thought you were in love with.
38:Talk about songs that remind you of certain people.
39:Talk about things you wish you'd known earlier.
40:Talk about the end of something in your life.
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what-a-hoth:

This was my first splatter paint project that I did for my girlfriend before she left the states. It was a lot of fun and I can’t wait until she’s back so we can do more.

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f-abulush:

REBLOG AND SEE IF YOU GET A COLOR.
PURPLE: I don’t talk to you but I really love your blog.
YELLOW: I wish we were friends in real life.
RED: I love you with a burning passion.
GREY: I wish we’d talk more.
TURQUOISE: I would hug you if we met
PINK: I love your blog it’s one of my favourites
TEAL: We have a lot in common.
BLUE: You are my tumblr crush.
ORANGE: I don’t like your blog.
WHITE: MARRY ME PLEASE.
GREEN: I think you’re cute.
CORAL: I think you’re beautiful
BLACK: I would date you.
BROWN: I don’t like you.

f-abulush:

REBLOG AND SEE IF YOU GET A COLOR.

PURPLEI don’t talk to you but I really love your blog.

YELLOWI wish we were friends in real life.

REDI love you with a burning passion.

GREYI wish we’d talk more.

TURQUOISE: I would hug you if we met

PINKI love your blog it’s one of my favourites

TEALWe have a lot in common.

BLUEYou are my tumblr crush.

ORANGEI don’t like your blog.

WHITEMARRY ME PLEASE.

GREENI think you’re cute.

CORAL: I think you’re beautiful

BLACKI would date you.

BROWNI don’t like you.

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robertaustindudek:

alpernoth:

There is not enough cream to recover from that burn… someone call a doctor, that man needs a brain amputation.

Love

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lizzysouth:


Me when I overestimate how much someone likes me

lizzysouth:

Me when I overestimate how much someone likes me

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Pushing Daisies Rewatch  The Fun in Funeral

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— 1 week ago with 601 notes
yolesoteldo:

Dear Cutie-Pie,
Recently, your mother and I were searching for an answer on Google. Halfway through entering the question, Google returned a list of the most popular searches in the world. Perched at the top of the list was “How to keep him interested.”
It startled me. I scanned several of the countless articles about how to be sexy and sexual, when to bring him a beer versus a sandwich, and the ways to make him feel smart and superior.
And I got angry.
Little One, it is not, has never been, and never will be your job to “keep him interested.”
Little One, your only task is to know deeply in your soul—in that unshakeable place that isn’t rattled by rejection and loss and ego—that you are worthy of interest. (If you can remember that everyone else is worthy of interest also, the battle of your life will be mostly won. But that is a letter for another day.)
If you can trust your worth in this way, you will be attractive in the most important sense of the word: you will attract a boy who is both capable of interest and who wants to spend his one life investing all of his interest in you.
Little One, I want to tell you about the boy who doesn’t need to be kept interested, because he knows you are interesting:
I don’t care if he puts his elbows on the dinner table—as long as he puts his eyes on the way your nose scrunches when you smile. And then can’t stop looking.
I don’t care if he can’t play a bit of golf with me—as long as he can play with the children you give him and revel in all the glorious and frustrating ways they are just like you.
I don’t care if he doesn’t follow his wallet—as long as he follows his heart and it always leads him back to you.
I don’t care if he is strong—as long as he gives you the space to exercise the strength that is in your heart.
I couldn’t care less how he votes—as long as he wakes up every morning and daily elects you to a place of honor in your home and a place of reverence in his heart.
I don’t care about the color of his skin—as long as he paints the canvas of your lives with brushstrokes of patience, and sacrifice, and vulnerability, and tenderness.
I don’t care if he was raised in this religion or that religion or no religion—as long as he was raised to value the sacred and to know every moment of life, and every moment of life with you, is deeply sacred.
In the end, Little One, if you stumble across a man like that and he and I have nothing else in common, we will have the most important thing in common:
You.
Because in the end, Little One, the only thing you should have to do to “keep him interested” is to be you.
Your eternally interested guy,
Daddy
Happy International Women’s Day

yolesoteldo:

Dear Cutie-Pie,

Recently, your mother and I were searching for an answer on Google. Halfway through entering the question, Google returned a list of the most popular searches in the world. Perched at the top of the list was “How to keep him interested.”

It startled me. I scanned several of the countless articles about how to be sexy and sexual, when to bring him a beer versus a sandwich, and the ways to make him feel smart and superior.

And I got angry.

Little One, it is not, has never been, and never will be your job to “keep him interested.”

Little One, your only task is to know deeply in your soul—in that unshakeable place that isn’t rattled by rejection and loss and ego—that you are worthy of interest. (If you can remember that everyone else is worthy of interest also, the battle of your life will be mostly won. But that is a letter for another day.)

If you can trust your worth in this way, you will be attractive in the most important sense of the word: you will attract a boy who is both capable of interest and who wants to spend his one life investing all of his interest in you.

Little One, I want to tell you about the boy who doesn’t need to be kept interested, because he knows you are interesting:

I don’t care if he puts his elbows on the dinner table—as long as he puts his eyes on the way your nose scrunches when you smile. And then can’t stop looking.

I don’t care if he can’t play a bit of golf with me—as long as he can play with the children you give him and revel in all the glorious and frustrating ways they are just like you.

I don’t care if he doesn’t follow his wallet—as long as he follows his heart and it always leads him back to you.

I don’t care if he is strong—as long as he gives you the space to exercise the strength that is in your heart.

I couldn’t care less how he votes—as long as he wakes up every morning and daily elects you to a place of honor in your home and a place of reverence in his heart.

I don’t care about the color of his skin—as long as he paints the canvas of your lives with brushstrokes of patience, and sacrifice, and vulnerability, and tenderness.

I don’t care if he was raised in this religion or that religion or no religion—as long as he was raised to value the sacred and to know every moment of life, and every moment of life with you, is deeply sacred.

In the end, Little One, if you stumble across a man like that and he and I have nothing else in common, we will have the most important thing in common:

You.

Because in the end, Little One, the only thing you should have to do to “keep him interested” is to be you.

Your eternally interested guy,

Daddy

Happy International Women’s Day

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fluent-in-lesbianism:

MY MOM JUST TOLD ME TO CREMATE HER AND PUT HER ASHES IN AN HOUR GLASS SO THAT EVEN AFTER SHE’S DEAD AND GONE SHE CAN CONTINUE TELLING ME HOW MUCH TIME I’M WASTING.

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