February 2012
170 posts
“I didn’t want to kiss you goodbye — that was the trouble — I wanted to kiss you...”
– Ernest Hemingway
Don’t call me babe, sweetie, gorgeous, sexy, beautiful, boo, baby, cupcake, cutie, baby doll, honey, peaches or precious. No. Fuck you.
And if you have then that’s a sign of why we no longer speak because I’m sure we don’t.
You’re pathetic. And I was even more pathetic for talking to you even if it was because I was bored.
Anchors
Never let someone you once told that you loved sink. No matter how malicious they were or how deep they cut you. Never wait to apologize or forgive because tomorrow is never guaranteed. Always take one more look before they leave you, one more touch of their hair or smell of their perfume. Don’t delete pictures, ever, or throw precious notes away. When they look away, study their face, the...
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whiterainbows:
I’m Danish. I’ve never been outside of Europe, but like many of my contemporaries I have an urge to see more of this world we inhabit. Ever since I was a kid, I’ve always wanted to go to America. Everything looks a thousands times bigger than what I am used to in Denmark, and…
late night angst.
0hmymanda:
i miss winterguard.
i miss having an outlet.
i miss feeling free.
i miss working hard.
i miss dancing.
i miss everything.
im so fucking tired of feeling like this.
this year has sucked.
Catie
I’m reading love letters from a dead girl. I saved every single one of them. Ha, you convinced my brother that I broke your heart.
I don’t understand any of this.
I notice everything.
karen-wu:
And by everything, I literally mean everything. I notice when someone stops hitting me up like they used to. I notice when the way someone talks to me starts changing. I notice the little things that people do, and the little things they used to do. I notice when things change, and when it’s no longer the same. I notice every single little detail. I just don’t say anything.
tyra banks: 10 beautiful ladies stand before me
tyra banks: but i only have nine pictures in my hands
tyra banks: and they're all of me
tyra banks: lol
Somtimes I get tempted to answer all the anon shit...
kylestaysbrutal:
Then I stop caring.
Beach. Bitch. Bleach.
I just want to be with my favorite people on the beach. This is going to be my last summer home. Speaking the words “last summer home” is unreal, I have to make it count and have conversations I’ve always wanted to have.
This isn't what I want.
Noooooooooooooooo. God damn
