Christian. I am in love with Jesus Christ.
I like tattoos. piercings. cardigans. shoes. zombies. kittens. and coffee. I am a singer. Actor. Overdramatic. A little crazy.
I believe that this is the generation that will change the world. I am ready to be apart of it.

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ro-chelle: alexandersattler: Worry on Flickr. Via Flickr: The simple idea behind these pictures (besides the lovely lighting that i practically tripped over some vintage santa decorations for) was to explore the idea of what a table used to represent. Its such a foreign concept these days in culture and family. Gone are the days of crowded family dinners and late night conversations around the table. Each mark, scratch, stain stood for something, some moment of time once lived through and remembered only by the ones who made them. This picture in particular displays the heavier side of things, the worrisome nights filled with overdue bank statements and empty bottles of whiskey. A husband’s heart weighing heavy over the thought of his dying wife or child. A man didn’t always have an altar to kneel at or a confession booth to sit in. So when there was nothing else for him, he sought refuge at the only altar life had afforded him, that oaken and weathered place that knew him best.“Therefore I tell you, do not be anxious about your life, what you will eat or what you will drink, nor about your body, what you will put on. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothing? Look at the birds of the air: they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not of more value than they? And which of you by being anxious can add a single hour to his span of life? … it’s perfect. the concept and everything.

ro-chelle:

alexandersattler:

Worry on Flickr.

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The simple idea behind these pictures (besides the lovely lighting that i practically tripped over some vintage santa decorations for) was to explore the idea of what a table used to represent. Its such a foreign concept these days in culture and family. Gone are the days of crowded family dinners and late night conversations around the table. Each mark, scratch, stain stood for something, some moment of time once lived through and remembered only by the ones who made them.

This picture in particular displays the heavier side of things, the worrisome nights filled with overdue bank statements and empty bottles of whiskey. A husband’s heart weighing heavy over the thought of his dying wife or child. A man didn’t always have an altar to kneel at or a confession booth to sit in. So when there was nothing else for him, he sought refuge at the only altar life had afforded him, that oaken and weathered place that knew him best.

“Therefore I tell you, do not be anxious about your life, what you will eat or what you will drink, nor about your body, what you will put on. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothing? Look at the birds of the air: they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not of more value than they? And which of you by being anxious can add a single hour to his span of life? …

it’s perfect. the concept and everything.

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If you’re a Christian, you’re not just a wicked, guilty, forgiven sinner; you’re a wicked, guilty, forgiven sinner who’s now a new creation in Christ, who has a new nature, who has new desires, who has a new power to live a whole new life because Jesus is alive, and his life is in you through the Holy Spirit.

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Ernest Hemingway once won a bet by crafting a six-word short story, that can make people cry. Here it is.

Ernest Hemingway once won a bet by crafting a six-word short story, that can make people cry. Here it is.

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daiedalous:

whimsicalcircles:

the-ryuchan:

hairlikemerida:

I’M LAUGHING SO HARD IT HURTS.

Guess Leo missed the boat on that one

If only he’d missed the other boat. 

I CAN’T

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