Be in want.

Ask me anything   about me   

I'm always the short one. I hate letting people see me cry. It's the little things that make me happy. I hate being let down. I'm a hopeless romantic. I laugh a lot. I love pinky promises, mix tapes, bubbles, sunsets and anything that's chocolate. I love the beach. I love to sleep. I dream too much, I care too much. And I believe good things happen everyday. I believe good things happen even when bad things happen. And I believe on happy days, we can still feel a little sad. but that's life, isn't it?

"You can tell how dangerous a person is by the way they hold their anger inside themselves quietly."
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"Note to self: every time you were convinced you couldn’t go on, you did."

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i really, really like this.

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"Do you think the universe fights for souls to be together?
Some things are too strange and strong to be coincidences."
Emery Allen  (via forever-and-alwayss)

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pink-vulva:

reasons i want to look GOOD 

  • for myself
  • for myself
  • to plant the seed of envy in other bitch’s hearts
  • for myself

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"And kid, you’ve got to love yourself. You’ve got wake up at four in the morning, brew black coffee, and stare at the birds drowning in the darkness of the dawn. You’ve got to sit next to the man at the train station who’s reading your favorite book and start a conversation. You’ve got to come home after a bad day and burn your skin from a shower. Then you’ve got to wash all your sheets until they smell of lemon detergent you bought for four dollars at the local grocery store. You’ve got to stop taking everything so goddam personally. You are not the moon kissing the black sky. You’ve got to compliment someones crooked brows at an art fair and tell them that their eyes remind you of green swimming pools in mid July. You’ve got to stop letting yourself get upset about things that won’t matter in two years. Sleep in on Saturday mornings and wake yourself up early on Sunday. You’ve got to stop worrying about what you’re going to tell her when she finds out. You’ve got to stop over thinking why he stopped caring about you over six months ago. You’ve got to stop asking everyone for their opinions. Fuck it. Love yourself, kiddo. You’ve got to love yourself."
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