Anonymous: can I ask you a really stupid question lol like this has nothing to do with parenting or anything but

Uh sure




“She’s hooked, and now she can’t get enough. Man that girl sure loves to fish.” ☀🎣 #fishing #summer #lakemoultrie

“She’s hooked, and now she can’t get enough. Man that girl sure loves to fish.” ☀🎣 #fishing #summer #lakemoultrie




Anonymous: Is that blue one shoulder shirt from american eagle? I have one from there that looks just like it!

Yes it is!



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Anonymous: Ok well first, Tumblr is open to everyone dumbass. It's a public blog where people link to other blogs so don't ask me the stupid question of how I found it. Second, your twitter is listed right on the side of your tumblr. And third, no you don't have to have a keek to watch one. You're wrong on that one.

So you just keep coming back to my page (that you’ve probably bookmarked now since you don’t have a tumblr) to keep sending me shit? You went as far as to go from here to my twitter to my keek?

You’re still a stalker. But now you’re a psychotic stalker. Ha.




beben-eleben:

There once was a young boy with a very bad temper. The boy’s father wanted to teach him a lesson, so he gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper he must hammer a nail into their wooden fence.
On the first day of this lesson, the little boy had driven 37 nails into the fence. He was really mad!
Over the course of the next few weeks, the little boy began to control his temper, so the number of nails that were hammered into the fence dramatically decreased.
It wasn’t long before the little boy discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence.
Then, the day finally came when the little boy didn’t lose his temper even once, and he became so proud of himself, he couldn’t wait to tell his father.
Pleased, his father suggested that he now pull out one nail for each day that he could hold his temper.
Several weeks went by and the day finally came when the young boy was able to tell his father that all the nails were gone.
Very gently, the father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence.
“You have done very well, my son,” he smiled, “but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same.”
The little boy listened carefully as his father continued to speak.
“When you say things in anger, they leave permanent scars just like these. And no matter how many times you say you’re sorry, the wounds will still be there.”

beben-eleben:

There once was a young boy with a very bad temper. The boy’s father wanted to teach him a lesson, so he gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper he must hammer a nail into their wooden fence.

On the first day of this lesson, the little boy had driven 37 nails into the fence. He was really mad!

Over the course of the next few weeks, the little boy began to control his temper, so the number of nails that were hammered into the fence dramatically decreased.

It wasn’t long before the little boy discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence.

Then, the day finally came when the little boy didn’t lose his temper even once, and he became so proud of himself, he couldn’t wait to tell his father.

Pleased, his father suggested that he now pull out one nail for each day that he could hold his temper.

Several weeks went by and the day finally came when the young boy was able to tell his father that all the nails were gone.

Very gently, the father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence.

“You have done very well, my son,” he smiled, “but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same.”

The little boy listened carefully as his father continued to speak.

“When you say things in anger, they leave permanent scars just like these. And no matter how many times you say you’re sorry, the wounds will still be there.”

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My name is Marissa. I'm 18, mother to Allison (Allie), and fiance to Matt. South Carolina born & raised. I graduated high school May 2012, and I am starting college this August.
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- I don't get on here much anymore, though I'm going to try to more.
- If you attack me, you will be attacked as well.
- I rarely hold back what I'm feeling or thinking.
- I have a sharp tounge and a short temper.
- If you want to hate on my life, you need to reevaluate yours.



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