tyleroakley: Change is happening. This is proof.

tyleroakley:

Change is happening. This is proof.

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1 day ago

I’ve lived without you. I did it for a year. I know I could do it if I had to, but…

I never want to EVER again.

A life without you is a life devoid of sparkle. Whenever you’re around, the sun shines brighter, I smile a little wider, I laugh a little more, and I become the best version of myself.

1 week ago

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2 weeks ago

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2 weeks ago

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2 weeks ago

I have to wonder if I ever cross your mind anymore.

3 weeks ago

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3 weeks ago

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3 weeks ago
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Go be that starving Artist you’re afraid to be. Open up that journal and get poetic finally. Volunteer. Suck it up and travel. You were not born here to work and pay taxes. You were put here to be part of a vast organism to explore and create. Stop putting it off. The world has much more to offer than what’s on 15 televisions at TGI Fridays. Take pictures. Scare people. Shake up the scene. Be the change you want to see in the world. You’ll thank yourself for it.

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3 weeks ago
Just got my first pedicure ever at age 23. What I learned: My right leg and foot are incredibly ticklish. I was practically cackling while she was massaging them. hahaha

Just got my first pedicure ever at age 23.

What I learned: My right leg and foot are incredibly ticklish. I was practically cackling while she was massaging them. hahaha

3 weeks ago

This is it. I’m at the airport, and there’s no turning back. My life could be about to change. I can’t believe I had the guts to just book a one-way ticket. NYC, here I come! I hope this will be the change I need to kickstart my life.

4 weeks ago
tyleroakley: humansofnewyork: I found this man on 7th Avenue in Park Slope. He was leaning heavily on his cane, looking down, wearing a grimaced face. I felt bad for him, so I smiled and waved when I walked past. His face changed completely. He lit up, smiled wide, and gave me a cheery greeting. There was nothing forced about it. He seemed like a man who went through life looking for the smallest excuses to be happy.I walked 50 feet down the sidewalk, turned around, and walked back to him. “I want to take your photo,” I told him, “because of how big you smiled when I walked by.”He said: “Well I saw someone smiling at me who I didn’t even know. So I thought: ‘By God! I Better do something!’” I love this. I love this too. Most days, I have little faith in humanity. It’s stories like this that keep me from losing hope all together.

tyleroakley:

humansofnewyork:

I found this man on 7th Avenue in Park Slope. He was leaning heavily on his cane, looking down, wearing a grimaced face. I felt bad for him, so I smiled and waved when I walked past. His face changed completely. He lit up, smiled wide, and gave me a cheery greeting. There was nothing forced about it. He seemed like a man who went through life looking for the smallest excuses to be happy.

I walked 50 feet down the sidewalk, turned around, and walked back to him. “I want to take your photo,” I told him, “because of how big you smiled when I walked by.”

He said: “Well I saw someone smiling at me who I didn’t even know. So I thought: ‘By God! I Better do something!’”

I love this.

I love this too.

Most days, I have little faith in humanity. It’s stories like this that keep me from losing hope all together.

1 month ago

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1 month ago
Finally learning this lesson.

Finally learning this lesson.

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1 month ago

INFJ Confessions 521) I don’t know if this is just me, but I HATE talking on the phone. Even if I have to call the pizza guy I am filled with a horrible sense of panic and anxiety.

I could have written this, AND I’m an INFJ.

WHY do I have to be the most uncommon personality type? I wish I knew more people I could relate to. Sometimes, I feel so misunderstood and alone.

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1 month ago