January 2012
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Ungraceful Lyndi is ungraceful.
You guys: I was in my Zumba class doing the pulse testing before we start the class and everything. So we’re getting our heart pumping by doing some up-and-downs on the steps that people use for step aerobics. Just going up and down on a foot high platform. The rhythm was steady, nothing too rigorous. I twisted my ankle and fell right on my tailbone. I went to the ER, and thank Jesus nothing...
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Not everybody leaves. Some stay. Some are worth the poems, and the pain and the...
– (via wrists)
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Those three pearls mean everything. A constant reminder of the man God’s promised to me. A constant encourager to get through the day, the week, the month because I know I get to see him again. A constant silver lining among all things. A constant reassurance that this is only the beginning of the rest of my beautiful life. He is mine and I am his. I can’t wait to be with you forever.
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So annoyed right now.
You can’t make plans with me and then hang out with other people.
Don’t make plans with me in the first place if you can’t keep your word.
This is ridiculous.
Reblog so people know who you are.
Name: Lyndi Tumblr Name: indielyndi Nickname(s): I don’t have any Birthday: September 26th Relationship Status: dating the man I’m going to marry, so so so incredibly happy n_n Random fact about you: I like diet coke more than regular coke Hobbies/Interests: facebook stalking, writing, reading, design, taking pictures Do you smoke/drink: Neither
wrists:
I won’t mistake you for problems with me. I won’t let my moods ruin this, you’ll see. Would you stay home and keep our memories warm with me? Would you give all your love a run at the past with me?
dream-anchors asked: hoh shiiiiit, your kitten blog is the best one i've seen. I am in love. x0x0xasdfghjkl <3
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This is how it works - you’re young until you’re not. You love until you’re...
– Regina Spektor (via wrists)
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