Fuck.

January 19, 2013

I wrote this wonderfully, sarcastic post about shopping..

And my finger slips and the tumblr app on my iPhone goes back to the menu. Where the fuck is my awesome post?! GRAUGHH.

This makes me remember that thing I wrote about how a second post about the same thing never quite flows as well as the first one.

I’ll try to write it again tomorrow. :(

goawayimsleeping:

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January 18, 2013

January 17, 2013

I’m kind of digging her hair.

Although I don’t really agree with blonde Asians, maybe for a short-term look it would be a good idea. Of course, it would have to be well-maintained and have that ashy undertone. Just straight blonde wouldn’t do it justice.

Fuck it, I’m going to do it.

January 16, 2013

Something like out of a movie happened to me recently.
It did not play out the way I figured that it would, however, the basic story was cliche all the same. I used to be in love with this one upperclassman my freshman year in high school. I was … — Something like out of a movie happened to me recently.

It did not play out the way I figured that it would, however, the basic story was cliche all the same. I used to be in love with this one upperclassman my freshman year in high school. I was a hopeless romantic and made it blatantly obvious that I crushed on him. He was my good friend’s brother’s best friend, so I saw him all the time and when I didn’t? I would make an effort to spend time with him and be around him. I’m pretty sure everyone knew that I liked him. He probably knew it too.

It took me a while, but I finally confessed to him and he ended up turning me down because he liked this college girl that was four years older than him. (I think she rejected him because he was too young, although they liked each other). I stopped hanging out with him as often after that and he graduated and went onto college. Probably when I was in my senior year of high school, he ended up telling me that it was because I was too young. I found that ironic since he was dumped for the same reason.

Anyways, we hadn’t really talked for four years after that - just the occasional “how are you doing” and “what’s going on with your life”. I saw him maybe a week ago and he told me that he thinks he has a crush on me. He apologized for high school, said that I had been too young then and it was bad timing, that it would work better now since we were older and more mature. He wouldn’t leave my side all night and kept saying that he liked me.

But you know, I didn’t feel that attraction anymore. I hadn’t liked him in almost 7 years and I was over it. Granted, it was just a crush that I had during my tween years, but knowing that I no longer felt the same way… I could tell it was because I grew up. I’m older now and the experiences I’ve had in the past 7 years changed and shaped me into the person I am today. I know myself better and I look for different things in a companion now than I did when I was fourteen. I’m a different person now.

A person that doesn’t like you anymore.

veewhyx3:

in-mediasres:

I only think that I understand and know. My decisions haunt me still.

This is absolutely perfect. How it showed up on my dash like this tonight. I’ve been waiting.

Have you ever had that feeling where you’re dreading for a book to finish because you just don’t want it to end? This one. Twenty-ish pages left and I’m so reluctant.

It’s perfect.

January 15, 2013

January 14, 2013

January 13, 2013

This is my birthstone.

Before I die, I’d like to own one of these. While it may not be as expensive as a diamond or as cool as a jade or a sapphire, I think that this stone in unique. It is opaque and changes colors in the light - it has a lot of different expressions.

It’s eerie and strange, odd and rare.

Kind of what I aspire to be like.

thesciencellama:

Lightning Ridge Black Opal - Twin Galaxy Gem Stones

Aside from Grey and White, Black Opal is the most precious and is at least 50 times more rare than diamond, yet these beautiful gems are also much more fragile than diamond.

The brilliant colors within the gems are iridescent, meaning that they will change color or flash as you rotate them. Deep down within the opal are silica spheres arranged in arrays and both the size and organized arrangement of the spheres will determine the color produced. The Twin Galaxy Stones will flash like lightning as you rotate them, hence the name Lightning Ridge in Australia.

the-girl-who-laughed:

oh my god.. I can’t.

January 12, 2013

It’s nights like this.I lay in bed and I wonder about you and what you’re thinking about, whether you’re thinking about me too. If you miss me, if you’re secretly stalking my Facebook like I am on yours. If you want to try ag… — It’s nights like this.
I lay in bed and I wonder about you and what you’re thinking about, whether you’re thinking about me too. If you miss me, if you’re secretly stalking my Facebook like I am on yours. If you want to try again or if I need more time to find myself.
I just lie here and wonder why we’re so far apart and not talking anymore when I feel like we should have ended up as soul mates in one lifetime or another. I wonder if you’re thinking the same thing! It’d be the most ironic thing to find out we still love each other and move on all the same - life’s a double edged sword. It goes on, but then, it goes on.
I miss you, but I’ll give you time.
I probably still need time too.
I just wish I could buy insurance that we’ll meet again and be there for each other when we figure out what we’re going to do with our lives. You’re sleeping so close, but so far away.

January 11, 2013

I need to start putting places I want to visit together so that I can definitely capture these amazing cities and memories onto film.
There are no words to describe how hard I will work this next semester to make this trip worth the $6000 it’… — I need to start putting places I want to visit together so that I can definitely capture these amazing cities and memories onto film.

There are no words to describe how hard I will work this next semester to make this trip worth the $6000 it’s costing us! If this doesn’t describe “live as if you’ll die today” then I don’t know what will.

The world is at our feet.

condenasttraveler:

Photographing Amsterdam | Herengracht Canal

January 10, 2013

Bacon baby.
I’ll be sure to bring you to Japan, Singapore, the world with me. — Bacon baby.

I’ll be sure to bring you to Japan, Singapore, the world with me.

January 09, 2013

I would prefer to be the shoulder than the broken-hearted.
I think my problem is that I don’t talk to other people about my problems. I find it easier to curl up in bed and sleep away my ill-emotions than run around pouring my guts to every h… — I would prefer to be the shoulder than the broken-hearted.

I think my problem is that I don’t talk to other people about my problems. I find it easier to curl up in bed and sleep away my ill-emotions than run around pouring my guts to every heart and soul. Either that or physical therapy. Occasionally, I’m proud that I’m not parading my first world issues to the world. But at the same time, maybe not opening up about myself is a weakness in itself.

I’ve done it before.

I ranted to everyone who would listen about being wronged, being hurt. The whole disastrous event pushed me to cry and call out. But in the end, it became something I was apathetic to. It’s always like that. I talk to a handful of people when I can’t take it any longer and end up acting like it was nothing to begin with. I voice my opinions and act on my emotions, yet I keep me to myself. I always become indifferent. But, is it a farce for the world? Or for me?

That’s my problem, I refuse to have a shoulder to cry on.

My definition of weakness and strength is really warped - and for that reason, I refuse to cry.

alegria-em-viver:

“você pode chorar e eu sempre vou estar do seu lado,não importa as circunstâncias.”

January 08, 2013

January 07, 2013

January 06, 2013

Parents have a huge responsibility.

Er, I guess they’re supposed to. While not all parents carry this weight on their shoulders, however they choose to raise their children (or not) ends with a huge impact on the people they become. In the long argument of nature vs. nurture, I would have to say that I think nurture has a lot to do with how a person turns out. Some people become cruel as a result of their upbringing and others become good. I was watching The Butterfly Effect the other day and it really made me think about being raised and the effects parents had on their children, as well as the results of my parents’ decisions.

While your parents teach you how to deal with troubles you come across in life, I reckon ultimately, the way you deal with obstacles is because of your nature. Some people are optimistic about failing and others prepare themselves for the worst before even taking a step outside. People are an accumulation of all their experiences, feelings, and memories. If so, wouldn’t family and parental “guidance” also be considered a factor in all this? Sometimes, parents themselves are an obstacle and an experience all on its own and that changes people and puts them on different paths.

I always thought I wanted to be a loving parent and give my children a warm, stable home. But then I suppose my children won’t go through as many challenges and as a result, become weak adults. Or should I have them grow up independent and hard, like I was forced to do? Although I did not ask for a broken home, I feel as if ultimately, it pushed me to become stronger than many of my peers around me. If I was given a choice, I probably would not have changed anything, because of the things I can handle on my own now - but is it due to my childhood that I have these walls? Or is it because of me as a person?

If parents are a piece to the puzzle called human, what kind of parent do I want to be? What kind of person do I want my child to be?

I wonder if my parents regret how I turned out.

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