"Be my lantern, help me shine on through."

It was A Precious Kinda Day.

Somedays I feel disgusting. I look terrible, I’m antisocial, my hair looks like a rat’s nest, and nothing works out right. 

     And somedays I feel Precious. 

I love how many connotations are connected to that word.

Adorable.Captivating.Dearest.Favorite. Lovable.Treasure.Cherished.Execptional. 

I love the days, when you feel on top of the world, and you are all of those things.

Today I felt adorable. Today I felt lovable, and treasured. It was one of those days, where at least 10 people complimented my hair, even when I just threw it up. Where my outfit was stunning, even though I got dressed on the run. 

It was a precious kinda day. 

Cassidy Emerson

"and in those perfect moments you find beauty you never knew existed. You find yourself and you friends all over again, you find something to fight for, something to love. Something to show the world."

Anonymous asked: What happened to your other post?

If you are referring to the fact that every piece of my blog, and all of my lyrics I had up disappeared, I have no clue what happened. I logged in for the first time in about a month, and it’s all gone.