This blog's goal is to make everyone feel pretty- or handsome if applicable- inside and out. Because we all are!!!
June 30, 2014
Like a Girl
Always #LikeAGirl: http://youtu.be/XjJQBjWYDTs
June 27, 2014
June 25, 2014
June 23, 2014
Picture Post #25
Sorry for any repeats, I'm going through a particular folder and just posting all the pics from it.
-Bunny
June 20, 2014
June 18, 2014
June 16, 2014
June 13, 2014
June 11, 2014
Pictures
Before the pictures, I'd just like to acknowledge that I'm going to write several posts at once and set them up to be posted on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays. This should make it so that I don't forget to post because I just have to write posts about once a week. That should work a lot better. :)
Look what my grandma gave me! it says "Be your own kind of Beautiful". :) And yes, my bedroom is currently bright pink and bright green and has a giant mirror. Don't judge. :)
And it's not necessarily a bad thing either.
YOU GO JEN!!!!!
-Bunny
Look what my grandma gave me! it says "Be your own kind of Beautiful". :) And yes, my bedroom is currently bright pink and bright green and has a giant mirror. Don't judge. :)
And it's not necessarily a bad thing either.
YOU GO JEN!!!!!
-Bunny
June 9, 2014
Good Timbers
This is my favorite poem ever! -Bunny
Good Timber
- by Douglas Malloch
For sun and sky and air and light,
But stood out in the open plain
And always got its share of rain,
Never became a forest king
But lived and died a scrubby thing.
The man who never had to toil
To gain and farm his patch of soil,
Who never had to win his share
Of sun and sky and light and air,
Never became a manly man
But lived and died as he began.
Good timber does not grow with ease:
The stronger wind, the stronger trees;
The further sky, the greater length;
The more the storm, the more the strength.
By sun and cold, by rain and snow,
In trees and men good timbers grow.
Where thickest lies the forest growth,
We find the patriarchs of both.
And they hold counsel with the stars
Whose broken branches show the scars
Of many winds and much of strife.
This is the common law of life.
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