Ugh how do you expect me to decide what college to attend or who I want to marry or what I want to do for the rest of my life
I CAN’T EVEN DECIDE WHERE TO PUT A STICKER BECAUSE PEELING OFF THE BACK AND HAVING IT STAY IN ONE PLACE FOREVER IS TOO BIG OF A COMMITMENT FOR ME TO LIVE WITH
(via emptyforest)
I could describe the awkward tilt in a girl’s shy smile, as the primrose bud unfurling on the sun’s caress. How it softens it’s velvet ruffles as the wind blows. I could describe the protruding collar bones or hip bones nonchalantly revealing themselves on thin cotton clothing. How they seem…
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loved for who I’m not on We Heart It - http://weheartit.com/entry/47655467/via/Han_Willans
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My favorite bookss
(via theonewiththebookproblem)
Reading a book and for those 200 pages you forget about your problems and get lost in this beautiful imaginary present tense third world. Unaware of the now, forgetting the past, and not looking towards the future. You just sit there in your dimly lit quiet room and escape your life and began a new one as the main character living this crazy life, well, compaired to your not so fascinating one. You began to cry when your best friend dies, and you find yourself laughing out loud when you make a joke in which you actually didnt write, but you still feel as if you thought of it. Then you close the book, and still find yourself smiling while thinking about the adventures you had.
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this is so sad.
They do not understand me, the way poetry or music does