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so ill be honest and say i haven’t posted anything here in a very long time. i guess i’ve been way to busy i mean working my 84 hours a week has been to busy for it. im in a rut and i cannot seem to climb out of it, it seems every time i get to a better place somethings there to knock me back down but hey i guess that’s life. i finish my training to become a chef in just over 4 weeks now very exciting! but im beginning to question myself if this is really what i want to do now? i mean hell its been the longest ride of ups, downs, mishaps, missing thumbs, cut limbs, burns, laughs, tears, sleepless nights and ruthless services of breakfast lunch and dinner which brings me to question peoples absolute need and want for food!. i need something else but i need a job where i can leave work whether i have had a shit day or a good one and not have to worry or think about it until i start the next day. 

but honestly if i was to stop cooking i think i would be completely lost! i would’t know how to act or anything around people that aren’t as damaged as i am from it.

tumblr help!

Everyone has an angel, a guardian who watches over us. We can’t know what form they’ll take: One day old man. Next day, little girl. But don’t let appearances fool you. They can be as fierce as any dragon. Yet they’re not here to fight our battles, but to whisper from our heart, reminding us it is us, it’s everyone of us who holds the power over the worlds we create. We can deny our angels exist, convince ourselves they can’t be real. But they show up anyway, at strange places, and at strange times. They can speak through any character we can imagine. They’ll shout through demons if they have to, daring us, challenging us to fight.

Everyone has an angel, a guardian who watches over us. We can’t know what form they’ll take: One day old man. Next day, little girl. But don’t let appearances fool you. They can be as fierce as any dragon. Yet they’re not here to fight our battles, but to whisper from our heart, reminding us it is us, it’s everyone of us who holds the power over the worlds we create. We can deny our angels exist, convince ourselves they can’t be real. But they show up anyway, at strange places, and at strange times. They can speak through any character we can imagine. They’ll shout through demons if they have to, daring us, challenging us to fight.

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Brand New <3

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sallymurphy:

this is my life

sallymurphy:

this is my life

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