February 2011
I HONESTLY get pretty close to hating him when he’s in a bad mood. I just want to be like Fuck you….
I really hate the mall.
twistedbrilliance:
All the rich girls strutting with their shopping bags like:
All the stoner guys hogging the benches looking like:
All the ghetto girls talking loud like:
All the mean girls staring down everyone else like:
All the pervy old men are staring at you like:
And then there’s me.
Never again.
Reblog if you can take off your bra without taking...
briingthenoise-:
deartumblrlovecjx:
anastasiasalkicevic:
LOLLLLLL
LIKE A FUCKING BOSS~
The feeling you get when you see your friends are...
thesickestlady:
Ten minutes can feel like eternity when you’re waiting for it to be over. Or it can feel like a second when you never want it to end…
You've never spoke to me but you hate me?
Reblogged for the gif lol
January 2011
Supernova: The stellar explosion signaling the...
HELP!!!
tyleerwaynee:
Idk what to do either go to The Art Institute for photography or go to trident for like a year and then transfer into the College of Charleston for history! The art institute has housing but trident doesnt! Ugh idk what to do!!!
I went to the art institute in Tampa and from experience it’s too damn expensive for what it is. Talk to people in the school before you go,...
“Many things—such as loving, going to sleep, or behaving unaffectedly—are done...”
– C.S. Lewis (via reluctantbuddha)
I'm strong because I know my weaknesses. I'm alive...
Respect does not occur in age or level. Respect...
Liz goof'd...
covertherootslowerthestems:
Guess who’s going to listen to Say Anything for the rest of the night?
THIS KID RIGHT HEYAH.
Thank you, Liz… <3
Yayyyyy :) you’re welcome maxwell. <3 them.
I keep telling myself I can do this...
but I can’t anymore.
I don’t give a flying fuck that you’re about to take a fucking shower. For once I’d like you to text me; not when you’re busy and not when you’re about to do something.
“Music melts all the separate parts of our bodies together.”
– Anais Nin (via kari-shma)
Sounds so cliche...
i don’t want to just let go of something that I’ve given everything for. i don’t want to be alone. I’m tired of being alone I’m tired of guys just wanting sex I’m tired of “nice” guys who have no fucking time for me. i deserve to be the center of someones attention for once i want someones days to revolve around me just as mine does around them i...
People keep hurting me. And people who have hurt me in the past come back to haunt my ever nearing future. It’s like I can’t run anywhere. I look back and I hurt I look forward and all I see is the pain to come. What hope do I have what happiness can I see. I feel like there’s nothing left to reach for and I’m ever presently miserable with this feeble and boring existence...
If you love your dad, reblog this.
