Yo, name's Blayne. 17 years young, single and failing to mingle. Hardcore theatre junky, raising livestock is my world. I'll get this life thing right one day.The World's a Stage, keep it Rural. If you wanna know more, you gotta figure it out yourself.
look at this picture
when you see it, you cannot unsee it
it’s a woman
PAINTED TO LOOK LIKE A PARROT
it took me 5 minutes to find her
I WAS LIKE NO THAT’S NOT A WOMAN, THAT’S A PARROT
"How are your grades?"
"What are you majoring in?"
"Have you got a girlfriend?"
"What do you want to do when you graduate?"
I have never been happier in my life. This is by far the best thing to ever happen to me. 😍
After just moving an hour and a half or so away from home several days ago for college, I am missing my best friend in the whole world terribly. I think about him almost every moment of the day and what he would say to whatever situation is playing out in front of me. Last night he told me he keeps going to the goat barn at our county fair at home where I have three goats that he and my dad are caring for until Friday. Because he keeps expecting me to be inside the pen when he comes around the corner. It killed me. I WANT to be in that pen not only to be at the fair that I haven’t missed once in me 17 years, but because I just want to wrap my arms around his neck. I’ve never missed anyone this much in any amount of time. I don’t know how I’m going to do this. Because I don’t think I can.