
Jessica//30//Tx
Our Leader. He is us. We are him.
HOW DID YOU GET HANDS
HOW DID YOU GET HANDSHEY
HOW DID YOU GET HANDS
HOW DID YOU GET HANDS
HOW DID YOU GET HANDS
HOW DID YOU GET HANDS
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HOW DID YOU GET HANDS
This post goes around Tumblr every year, and it’s always true. There’s never been an uneventful or boring January.
Lately I’ve been getting most of my pep talks from Mister Rogers.
Great. Now I’m disappointing Mr. Rogers.
Mr. Rogers is not disappointed in you. He’s proud of you for listening and thinking about what he said, and he hopes it plants a seed where sometimes maybe you notice yourself making an unhealthy choice and recognize it, because that’s the first step towards growth towards your best and healthiest self, which is a journey and a process, not an ideal state of which you are falling short.
Mr. Rogers loves you for just your being you.
hello police this post made me cry