Monday, September 22, 2014

BOLD WHAT APPLIES TO YOU

Appearance:

  • i have blue hair and green eyes
  • i have red hair and hazel eyes
  • i’m very tall
  • my hair is really really curly
  • i have brown hair and blue eyes
  • i have freckles
  • my eyebrow game is strong
  • i have black hair and brown eyes
  • i have dimples
  • i wear contact lenses
  • i tan easily
  • i have small eyelashes
  • i paint my nails

Clothes / Accessory / Make-up:

  • i hate wearing flip-flops
  • i don’t have converse
  • i wear foundation 
  • i have stretch marks/tattoo
  • i love wearing head bands
  • i hate wearing mascara
  • i have at least one pair of vans
  • i hate sweaters
  • i love wearing high heels
  • i own brown eyeliner
  • i love skirts/dresses
  • i own at least 3 pairs of jeans
  • i often wear scarfs
  • i never wear necklaces

Family / Country:

  • i’m the oldest child
  • i have an older brother
  • i’m from South America
  • i know how to swear in more than two languages
  • one (or more) of my parents is from another country
  • i have a younger sister
  • i have siblings that live in Asia
  • i’m an orphan
  • i have family that live in Australia
  • i know two or more languages

School / Job:

  • i’m in high school
  • i love history
  • i have/had a teacher that is great in explaining and actually teaching
  • i got fired
  • i know what i want to do in future
  • i know more than 3.14 of Pi
  • i don’t do an extracurricular activity
  • i learn more than one language
  • i love math
  • i already have a job
  • my grades are almost bad/average/above average/excellent/very good
  • i want to go to college/i’m in college
  • i want to be a professional athlete/writer/artist

I have:

  • broken a bone
  • ridden a motorcycle
  • a best friend
  • more than one favorite song
  • sung in the shower
  • been told that i’m smart / pretty
  • punched / slapped somebody
  • told somebody they are pretty
  • scars
  • my own room
  • a celeb crush
  • pets
  • kissed a boy / a girl
  • online best friends
  • spent whole night without sleeping
  • had / have a girlfriend / a boyfriend

I’m afraid of:

  • insects /snakes
  • people disliking me
  • somebody yelling at me
  • somebody finding secret about me
  • favorite character dying
  • stormy weather
  • death
  • having to talk in front of people
  • heights
  • pain
  • kissing somebody
  • small rooms

I love:

  • sci-fi
  • sleeping until 12pm
  • reading books online
  • fluffy blankets
  • animals
  • swimming / diving
  • watching movies
  • channing tatum
  • pizza
  • hot chocolate
  • running
  • baking / cooking
  • harry potter
  • cold showers (summertime only)
  • my hair
  • my wardrobe

(Source: cuddlycombeferre)

My pain was never beautiful or poetic. It was answering the phone mid breakdown and laughing like I was fine. (via elauxe)

(Source: juilan)

We drive each other crazy in ways that nobody else can even touch. We never bore each other. And we both realize what a rare thing this is.

Augusten Burroughs

Everything you love is here

(Source: kitty-en-classe)

Sunday, September 21, 2014
we are in bed together
laughing
and we don’t care
about anything.
Charles Bukowski   (via suchvodka)

(Source: kitty-en-classe)

lilt-lick:

I hope
I see you again

lilt-lick:

I hope
I see you again

johnlindley665:

Pittsburgh/The Amity Affliction.

johnlindley665:

Pittsburgh/The Amity Affliction.

(Source: isexualdisaster)

The friends you will call extensions
of yourself the day you graduate high
school may not be the first people
you call when you get engaged.

Not all kisses will be good ones.
Some will be wet and miss your
mouth by so much, you’ll start to
wonder if they’re looking for
something beyond you, something
your skin will never add up to.

The first time you go home with
a stranger, tell them they are
beautiful and spend the night
begging them to show you
more of their heart in between
your crescendos and releases.

When you leave in the morning
without saying goodbye, hope
they understand that it was
for their own good.

The people you love can be
untouchable and hard and mean
when they have been hurt, but
do not let that stop you from
breaking down their bathroom
doors and holding them together.
You will find that people often
insist that they are whole far
more when they are falling apart
inside of your arms.

It took me so long to learn that other
people are not limbs. You can hurt
for them when they break, but your
pain will not be one in the same with
their experience. Do not tell her you
“know how she feels”, tell her you
will be here when she needs to
release it.

Pain can be so great, but the
sky is always the most beautiful
after nasty storms, bent on
knocking down trees and keeping
homes in the dark.

Buy an umbrella.

Don’t let anyone tell you
that you do not already
have everything you will
ever need.

for the little girl in the supermarket picking out lipstick, Emma Bleker (via larmoyante)
I will remember your small room, the feel of you, the light in the window, your records, your books, our morning coffee, our noons, our nights, our bodies spilled together, sleeping, the tiny flowing currents, immediate and forever. Your leg, my leg, your arm, my arm, your smile and the warmth of you who made me laugh again. Charles Bukowski  (via agneslestrange)

It was dark, maybe you couldn’t see me
Braiding her hair, her name is Tiffany
I know that girl, she lives on my street
And she wants you, they all want you
Found out girl’s only after one thing
You want it all to see and be seen
To show you chose her over me
Like she won you
Baby I warned you

(Source: joeydeangelis)

I walked away to save myself. m.v., six word story (via findingwordsforthoughts)
Sometimes when I look at you, I feel I’m gazing at a distant star.
It’s dazzling, but the light is from tens of thousands of years ago.
Maybe the star doesn’t even exist any more. Yet sometimes that light seems more real to me than anything.
Haruki MurakamiSouth of the Border, West of the Sun (via feellng)

(Source: feellng)

(Source: breakoutbarakat)

I feel like crying.

onestepatatime-:

A year ago we couldn’t go a week without seeing each other. After a long trip, it didn’t matter how late, you were always the first one to see. Now, you can’t even answer me. I know I shouldn’t text you anymore but it’s hard and I miss you. I miss the days when you’d send me funny pictures and tell me jokes. How do I get over that I’ll never see you again?