Hey you have a nice face.
Hi my name is Amber.

I'm 19.

And I like a lot of things. :)

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Ah yes, the Canadian spring.

I went for a walk without a coat on yesterday. Today there is a snowstorm. A big fuck you to Canada.

Michigan too

Oklahoma totally last week.

Same with Colorado

Utah every other day.


someone kill me


Qian Hongyan was just four when she lost both her legs. A speeding trucker left her for dead as she crossed the main road in her village of Zhuangshang in southern China. 

For nearly two years Qian was immobile as she didn’t even have enough of her body left to sit up in a wheelchair. Doctors said her only hope of being able to move by herself again would be extensive surgery to allow her to be fitted with prosthetic limbs.Her parents couldn’t afford this treatment. 

Qian’s granddad Yuan came up with a simple but effective treatment to get her moving again. He took a basketball the village boys had discarded and cut a hole just big enough for tiny Qian to fit into, padded the inside with stiff floor mats from his car, then propped her up inside. All of a sudden Qian was able to stabilize herself and was able to by move herself by rolling the ball in any direction she wanted. She supported herself using wooden handles. 

From that day on Qian would not be stopped by any obstacle. She went back to school, started to play with her friends again, and started to get back the life of any girl her age. She began professional swimming training in 2007 and defied the odds of her double amputation to become one of the first members of the Yunnan Youth Swimming Club.

She won three gold medals in last year’s Yunnan Para Games and took a gold and two silver medals at the National Swimming Championship for the Disabled (Under 18) in 2009 before continuing impressively at this year’s Para Games.




I will reblog this until my fingers bleed

so true

Anonymous asked: I'm sorry about how you're feeling. I want to stay anon, but just know I think you're amazing and pretty and have good taste. :) I hope you are okay.

Thank you. That actually means a lot to me ^_^ I’m in a better place than I was this morning and thats what counts. 

(Though tbh I’m still hella low and probably not going to leave my bed again today or at least for a few hours.)

Anonymous asked: Just to be sure… Connecting your ramble last night and your ramble today… are you okay?

Yeah. I’m on the road to being okay, at least… Better than this morning anyways, I was just plain exhausted. I’m not a danger to myself though, if that’s what you’re wondering. Last night’s ramble was a thought process, today’s ramble was depression-spurred. 




tragic backstories explain bad deeds but they do not excuse them

  • tragic backstories explain bad deeds but they do not excuse them





Anonymous asked: I love your theme's background c: Es so cool

Thank you! ^_^ 


i didn’t realize how badly i needed an infinite loop of nicki minaj and ellen degeneres saying different words for booty until suddenly i had it.



Bernese mountain dog and puppy being adorable - X

Way too cute


Real recognizes real.

(I’m going to answer the non-anon messages after work, but thank you guys for your kindness in the meantime. <3)

Anonymous asked: If you don't mind me asking, is how you feel because of your last relationship? (And if that's not too much, can I ask what happened in your past relationships?) (If so… Sorry, feel free to ignore.)

You’re okay.

No. I knew that my last relationship was over far before it actually ended, I had other reasons for trying to keep that going. I’ve felt this way (about being alone, you mean?) since before then, anyways.

I’ve only had 2 serious relationships… The first I loved him far more than he loved me, and I believed his lies and promises even though I knew he didn’t mean them, and it ended badly on my end. The second… I loved him equally at some point, but I fell out of love and ended up loving him less than he loved me, but I tried to force myself to love him like he deserved but that was just wrong, and so it ended.

(And now, from this point on, please stop asking what happened.)