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here we go again

we’ll see how long i can keep this up. 

Hello world, I’m a girl, I have feelings, I overreact, I underestimate, I overestimate, I over think everything, I look too deep into everythings meaning, I dream big, my expectations are high, I can tell when I’m being lied to but sometimes I wish I didn’t. Yes I get jealous, and I’m always scared I’ll lose you. Thats why when I ask how you are I mean it, when I ask how was your day, I genuinely want to know, and when I say I love you, I’m not lying. Because I wish on every 11:11, and pray to God that all the signs I’m seeing aren’t being misread. Hello world, I’m a girl, and thats not easy.

idemandeuphoria:

(zoiepapera-lollimunchkins-suddenlyyours)

i ask for things, and often get it. and sometimes i wish i never did.

past present future

we are far too familiar with the concept of being imprisoned/obsessed/enveloped by the past, but could it be possible to feel the same for the future?

I am firm to deny that i live in the past. at the very least, i know for sure i am over that. Now, i am faced with an equally baffling situation.. Of being “trapped” by the present.

I have so many plans, dreams, aspirations, all i look forward to, but do not have or cannot grasp at present. Now it gets hard to live in the now when all i want to live for are for tomorrow.

Am i even making sense?

I need a break. I need that big break that will change my life again.

beyond these walls,

i dream of sunsets and sundays,

of everyday adventures,

of mischief,

and mayhem

of butterflies and dragons

of airports and trains

of everywhere

and nowhere

of anywhere

but here.

This is how i intend to keep my sanity during my 9 to 6, and beyond.

and please, don’t let my boss anywhere near this.

there’s something about this picture that screams chic and fabulous. yes, even with their heads turned back and their hair all wind blown.

there’s something about this picture that screams chic and fabulous. yes, even with their heads turned back and their hair all wind blown.

fuckyeahads:

Matchbox ad in the parking lot

fuckyeahads:

Matchbox ad in the parking lot

mix tape old school!

mix tape old school!

until proven

i have a guilty pleasure that gives me so much pain.

hello jello

new here. something to kill time and some place to dump all the shit. and the others.