My name is Addi. 16 years old. I'm pansexual. I live in Mississippi, and it sucks. I do photography. I love to talk to anyone. I suck at customizing my blog so I have a MY FACE tag MY LIFE STUFF and a MY WRITING tag.

 

tuc-ficprompts:

malicemidnight:

sapphirebones:

jaacknasty:

Probably the best 6 seconds ever. 

i fucking lost it

fUC K

OMG IM LAUGHING SO HARD RN HIS FACE WAS ONE OF PURE TERROR OHMYGOD

(Source: fartgallery)

littlemissmutant:


Within three days of becoming engaged, I had already been told that I shouldn’t wear my glasses, because they’re not bridal. I was told my cane wasn’t bridal. I was told my eye… was not bridal. And I realized that if I was going to be “bridal” in their eyes, I was going to have to change who I am. I am proudly disabled.

This photo is giving me LIFE

littlemissmutant:

Within three days of becoming engaged, I had already been told that I shouldn’t wear my glasses, because they’re not bridal. I was told my cane wasn’t bridal. I was told my eye… was not bridal. And I realized that if I was going to be “bridal” in their eyes, I was going to have to change who I am. I am proudly disabled.

This photo is giving me LIFE

(Source: offbeatbride.com)

starkimages:

Winchester getting a pre-trim hoof cleaning
Pete Ramey barefoot hoof care clinic
August ‘14

starkimages:

Winchester getting a pre-trim hoof cleaning

Pete Ramey barefoot hoof care clinic

August ‘14

showgirlglitz:

Chocd Full Of Charisma
(Chocolua x Charismatic Mood)
2009 16.1h Bay Overo APHA Mare

showgirlglitz:

Chocd Full Of Charisma

(Chocolua x Charismatic Mood)

2009 16.1h Bay Overo APHA Mare

(Source: facebook.com)

wereallbrave:

YA books women : Beatrice ‘Tris’ Prior (Divergent)

"I don’t belong to Abnegation, or Dauntless, or even the Divergent. I don’t belong to the Bureau or the experiment or the firnge. I belong to the people I love, and they belong to me- they, and the love and loyalty I give them, form my identity far more than any word or group ever could."

angela-an-dreams:

And so I grew from colt to stallion, as wild and reckless as thunder over the land. Racing with the eagle, soaring with the wind. Flying? There were times I believed I could.

♡♡♡♡♡ i love spirit

(Source: eslas)