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I don't know what the point of this blog is anymore



supersteve:

Body like the summer, fuck ya like no other, don’t you tell him what we do. 


As a follow up to last year’s “Hall of Fame” video, Anna created this gem. It’s not as well lip-synced as the other one but it’s amazing nonetheless!! These kids are honestly my whole entire heart and I cannot stop smiling or crying.




pointandphotograph:

Another picture from Ghana, taken on my last day there. One of the other interns and I decided to take a trip to Madina Market- an hour on the trotro out of Accra, in sporadic rain showers. It was worth it though; the hustle and bustle of the market really made it feel alive, despite the weather.
Madina Market, Ghana.
1st August 2014.

pointandphotograph:

Another picture from Ghana, taken on my last day there. One of the other interns and I decided to take a trip to Madina Market- an hour on the trotro out of Accra, in sporadic rain showers. It was worth it though; the hustle and bustle of the market really made it feel alive, despite the weather.

Madina Market, Ghana.

1st August 2014.


soundsinsuccession:

Life Support//Sam Smith

"I’ve been sleeping with the lights on
Cause the darkness is surrounding you
This is my world, this is my choice
And you’re the drug that gets me through”


Today, I got a phone call from Philipa, which immediately made my Thursday 593863x better. But she was upset about something and she was so worried that I was going to be upset with her.
A few weeks ago, she called me to let me know that her birthday was the 27th of September and she asked if I would please send her something. Since sending packages to Ghana is ridiculously expensive, I told her I would send some money to a volunteer there so she could get a dress made for her birthday. I sent the money to the volunteer and every time I talked to Philipa she was so excited about turning 10 and getting a new dress.
Today, she starts our phone conversation off with “Oh Julie, there’s something I have to tell you. Please don’t be angry! Oh Julie, I’m so sorry, please please, I am begging you please don’t be angry!” I said “Okay Philipa, it’s okay, whatever you tell me, I promise I won’t be angry.” 
Here’s her story: “Julie, remember I told you that my birthday was the 27th of September? Well Frank (her older brother) said it was not true and that my birthday is in April, not September. But I didn’t know! I’m so sorry Julie, I really did not know, I thought it was in September! Please don’t be angry, I’m so sorry.” 
I told her I wasn’t angry and that she could still get a dress made anyways because she had been thinking that her birthday was coming up. But she told me she wants that money to go to buying food because sometimes she misses breakfast before school if there is not enough. 
I really wish I could hug her and give her kisses and let her know how amazing she is because she is the smartest, most clever, independent girl I know.

Today, I got a phone call from Philipa, which immediately made my Thursday 593863x better. But she was upset about something and she was so worried that I was going to be upset with her.

A few weeks ago, she called me to let me know that her birthday was the 27th of September and she asked if I would please send her something. Since sending packages to Ghana is ridiculously expensive, I told her I would send some money to a volunteer there so she could get a dress made for her birthday. I sent the money to the volunteer and every time I talked to Philipa she was so excited about turning 10 and getting a new dress.

Today, she starts our phone conversation off with “Oh Julie, there’s something I have to tell you. Please don’t be angry! Oh Julie, I’m so sorry, please please, I am begging you please don’t be angry!” I said “Okay Philipa, it’s okay, whatever you tell me, I promise I won’t be angry.” 

Here’s her story: “Julie, remember I told you that my birthday was the 27th of September? Well Frank (her older brother) said it was not true and that my birthday is in April, not September. But I didn’t know! I’m so sorry Julie, I really did not know, I thought it was in September! Please don’t be angry, I’m so sorry.” 

I told her I wasn’t angry and that she could still get a dress made anyways because she had been thinking that her birthday was coming up. But she told me she wants that money to go to buying food because sometimes she misses breakfast before school if there is not enough. 

I really wish I could hug her and give her kisses and let her know how amazing she is because she is the smartest, most clever, independent girl I know.


i miss my sassy little larisha so much

i miss my sassy little larisha so much