twenty3. seattle. medium tall. thinker, dreamer, writer, photographer (sometimes at the same time, sometimes not). believes in heaven and the living God. seeks beaches, museums, playgrounds, malls, markets, home. expert bargain hunter, secret keeper, & food devourer by day and a movie fanatic (rom-com and ones related to spies or superheroes), tv show/music/k-drama addict, & food devourer by night. sometimes a bad friend, but a good listener. iced vanilla lattes. frank lloyd wright. dr seuss. serious sweet-tooth: cotton candy & haribo anything. big city girl stuck in a small city world. always wants to make sense of the things that don't make sense. flawed to the core but she is loved. the 1 corinthians 13 kind of love.
I hate, no,… I despise social chameleons. Social chameleons are people who change who they are depending on what setting they’re in. Chameleons match their color with their environment and, although it is a miracle of nature, it isn’t a characteristic I value in people.
At all.
There’s a quote that goes something like, “if you don’t standing for something, you’ll fall for everything” and I really believe in that and have seen it happen with my own two eyes. I love when people stand for something and really fight for it until the bitter end. It shows passion, authenticity, and drive. To influence, not just be influenced. It says that you know who you are and you want to share yourself with others… knowing your weakness, faults, and limitations, but still being able to stand on them and confidently accept improvement, instead of hiding behind a completely different (and often very fake) facade.
