December 2010
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GQ: Hollywood is such an areligious place, but you...
Levi: You know, Hollywood is a very interesting town—always has been, always will be. There are a lot of people who consider themselves “spiritual” but that can mean a lot of things to a lot of people. I don’t really talk about it that often, because there’s too much talk in the world. Especially with Christians, there’s more proselytizing than there is actual living...
ha.
everyonesahipster:
I have enough pictures to change my profile pic every six hours for the next fifteen years. Only half of them involve my whole face. MLIH.
The Dangers of Emotional Pornography →
eep.
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“My job on my set, I believe, is to first just love people and gain that trust...”
– Zachary Levi (Chuck)
I am drinking,
such a sorry excuse for a Dirty Chai, but it was the only one near enough.
Corporate Coffee Houses and their pitiful combinations they sell so frequently.
It disgusts me.
Literally.
I am forcing myself to drink this because I paid for it, yet the more I drink it, the grosser it tastes, the sadder I get.
Coffee is an acquired taste.
And my taste was acquired in Tempe, Arizona.
Oh the years...
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I wish I had better photos to offer,
point and shoot, except
Gunther is always drunk
what can I do?
merp.
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Watchhitrecordjoe:
Ha! Glad this got found, I was so bummed it didn’t get allowed online. Oh, the law. Anyway, holy shit this feels like a long time ago. And since we’re on the subject, please indulge me to thank my friend Michael Rooney who worked tirelessly getting me ready to do this thing. He’s also the choreographer behind the 500 Days of Summer dance sequence, so yeah clearly he’s pretty...
Earlier,
at Cartel, the barista asked me how my break was going and if I had any fun plans,
I told him I was trying to go home to California tomorrow (which I officially am, now)
He said, “Oh, why did you move to Arizona?”
“Jesus told me to.”
“Jesus told you to? So you moved?”
“Yup.”
“But why Arizona?”
“There are a lot of really great...
Everybody Pray,
Please.
For Debbie and Johnny
A mom and a son who happened upon my apartment to barrow the phone, drink some hot chocolate, and watch some Narnia
All they want this Christmas is peace and happiness inside of their broken family
And Jesus wants them to have that, too, so badly
So pray, please.
sing to me
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Tonight,
I will go to sleep.
And at 9 am, I will wake up.
I will shower.
I will get dressed.
I will get a Toddy (and hopefully a croissant)
And I will go to work.
Eight hours later, I will get another Toddy.
I will go home.
I will breath.
And relax.
But for now, I can only sleep.
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I have to keep posting these,
because I believe they are so important and true.
And all of the sudden we start comparing and we get under this thing called guilt condemnation and shame. You know what the biggest problem in Christianity today is? Shame. You know what shame is? It’s not sin. It’s shame. Shame is a feeling of wrongness, the wrongness of being. There’s something wrong with me therefore I need...
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“I think a lot of us, we find our value and we find our worth in our destiny....”
– Jaeson Ma
Truth. →
I dare you to spend 45 minutes diving into this, soak in it, believe it, and live it.
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“And ministry can be your greatest enemy to intimacy with God, unless you learn...”
– Jaeson Ma
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Hey, listen up friends
good news is coming
soon is the end
of all the world’s troubles
and all of it’s sin
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You do know He just loves you, right?
A lot.
“Because let me tell you…when you hide behind walls, there is no pain. But...”
– Ellie Mooney
Amelie; what the subtitles read
Amelie: The girl with the glass...
Raymond Dufayel: Yes?
Amelie: Maybe her thoughts are with somebody else
Raymond Dufayel: Somebody in the picture?
Amelie: No. More likely a boy she saw somewhere and felt an affinity with.
Raymond Dufayel: You mean she'd rather imagine herself relating to an absent person than build relationships with those around her?
Amelie: Mm, no. Maybe she tries hard to fix other peoples messy lives.
Raymond Dufayel: What about her? Her own messy life? Who'll fix that?
Amelie: It's better to help people than a garden gnome.
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Let's throw this out there real quick,
a fun little Christmas wish list:
Merch from hitRECord.org (Tiny Story Book, Hat, Food Penguin Shirt…)
Gilmore Girls seasons 6 & 7
Inception, The Social Network, Stranger than Fiction
Any decor from World Market
Coats, boots, hats, thick scarves, tights, jeans, baggy sweaters, etc.
Laptop (I’m a dreamer…)
To not work at Target anymore
Daisies
Flying dust
For the...
The things we do not know,
Jesus does. And He breaths and He calms and He collects and He loves and He reassures; the more and more we do not know, we are only able to breath and keep calm and collected and love and reassured because of Him.
fluffpuffer asked: hi! okay so you may think I'm a creeper, but a while ago, somehow i ended up on your facebook page and found the link to your Tumblr.
I just wanted to let you know I absolutely LOVE your style and you inspire me so so so much.
I just wanted to let you know I absolutely LOVE your style and you inspire me so so so much.
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I have makeup on my face,
And I forgot that I have yet to explain myself about that. If you know me well, then you may know that for the past 11 months I have been fasting from makeup. Last Winter Conference, I felt led to do so for the whole year, because I had put too much love and effort into my appearance, and I truly believed I was not beautiful unless I was covered and disguised by it. So I began, January 1st, 2010,...
“You’re something else and I’m glad that you are.”
– Lucia Villa
“They’re like those kind of people that just sit there and look beautiful....”
“I hope that no matter who your prince turns out to be that you remember not to...”
– Kaitlin Payne (spoken towards her daughter, though I believe it should be said to everyone. Boy and girl.)
Damn the brush,
I do not use
that gives me dreadlocks
in my hair
Stop running around upstairs,
I make myself known far too often in this little box, from oblivion that it is read aloud by someone else’s voice.
I am browsing,
around the room at familiar faces, yet strangers in my story, but not to each other. I sit on the outskirts of a lovely group of people engaging in hugging hellos and smiling goodbyes, as if to say, “I know I’ll see you again soon.” I can’t fully tell if I am jealous or content. Jealous in wanting to be apart of it and content in observing their joy and unity. I don’t...