A Nashville Dreamer

My name is Melanie, I'm 18, and I currently reside in the the "Sunshine State." But, hopefully sometime soon I'll be able to migrate to Nashville to pursue my dreams in the country music business; hence my username. So, obviously I'm a huge country music fan if that is even the right word to describe it. I've met Luke Bryan four times, Dustin Lynch, Love and Theft, and Scotty McCreery, but hope to meet a ton more in the future. I'm a sophomore in college studying Public Relations, and I'm a member of a sorority. I also ride horses and have one of my own; he's a cute flea-bitten grey Arabian gelding. I love all things southern and old fashioned. I'm a strong believer in Jesus Christ, and try hard to be faithful to Him. Feel free to ask me anything, or just message me! I love talking and meeting new people.
Tuesday, April 22, 2014
Monday, April 21, 2014

jemmasimmns:

one difference between cats and dogs is that dogs do absolutely nothing to mask their clinginess while cats pretend it’s a coincidence they’re in the same room as you 97% of the time

itsgayerinenochian:

satans-ghost:

Do you ever get like super vulnerable late at night that you just want to spill your heart out and say how you feel because you’ve been holding it in for so long and you just need some ventilation and there’s just something about two in the morning that makes me lose my filter and say the things I would never have the guts to say when the sun is up.

the nights were mainly made for saying things that you can’t say tomorrow day

Thursday, April 17, 2014
"Rewind" by Rascal Flatts

scarsofyears:

Float the moon back up in the sky, put a cork back into that sweet red wine
Put your midnight hair back up so you can let it fall one more time
Untouch your skin.. unkiss your lips and kiss em again
So good, so right this is one night I’m wishing I could rewind

Monday, April 14, 2014

 but I Can't Be Bothered to miss you any more
 but I Can't Be Bothered to miss you any more

leviathanrose:

like 98% of my problems would be solved if i stopped overthinking things and calmed the fuck down and stopped being such a panicky, anxious little shit

"It doesn’t make sense to call ourselves ugly, because we don’t really see ourselves. We don’t watch ourselves sleeping in bed, curled up and silent with chests rising and falling with our own rhythm. We don’t see ourselves reading a book, eyes fluttering and glowing. You don’t see yourself looking at someone with love and care inside your heart. There’s no mirror in your way when you’re laughing and smiling and happiness is leaking out of you. You would know exactly how bright and beautiful you are if you saw yourself in the moments where you are truly yourself."
 
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