Dark Paradise
It’s over a year later and certain songs still bother me. I’m still guarded and I’m still angry when I see him. How does one person change so much about you? I like who I’ve became but I hate who he’s made me. Can you say that in the same sentence?
Ernest Hemingway (via ceedling)
(Source: irisblasi, via constantquotations)
The most solid advice for a writer is this, I think: Try to learn to breathe deeply, really to taste food when you eat, and when you sleep really to sleep. Try as much as possible to be wholly alive with all your might, and when you laugh, laugh like hell. And when you get angry, get good and angry. Try to be alive. You will be dead soon enough.
I don’t want to learn in a classroom anymore. I want to travel and talk to people and learn that way. I want to learn as I go, gathering knowledge and not being rigorously tested on it. I don’t want to lose passion in the things I like because of the worry of exams. I want to be fueled by snippets of knowledge I gain from people and be inquisitive. School has stolen my passion for the things I’m interested in and I hate it for that.
(via ilikepotatoess)
My Parents Need to Stop Touching My Stuff: The Musical
featuring the hit single “Put that thing back where it came from or so help me”
First Song: Close My Door All The Way
Secret track: “I Made A Long Distance Call To My Mother Just To Find Out Where The Hell She Put My Socks”
Big Group Number: I Know You Have A Favorite (It’s Not Me)
Dramatic song: That’s Not My Name, That’s The Dog’s
(Source: flyakamaizyolo, via thegeekyprincess)
My best friend texted me, he asked if I looked nice right now. I told him no, and he said to get ready so I look good, not to him, but to myself. Only text him back If I felt happy with how I looked. This confused me but I didn’t ask questions. I just got ready, and finally after an hour or two, I told him I felt happy with how I looked, sort of. The door rang about 10 minutes later, and my friends told me to come with them to the park. This confused me but I didn’t ask questions, I was bored anyways. We walked to the park, it wasn’t that far, and they said to sit on the swing set. I didn’t really like the swings at this park because it was the very place my first love broke up with me & shattered my heart. Just sitting on the swing hurt a bit, I went into silence at the memories. Suddenly, I was blindfolded. When my friends took it off, there he was. The boy who told me to get ready, I liked this boy, he was my best friend. He handed me a rose and got down on his knee. “I know this is one of your least favorite places. I also know you stopped believing in love after 2 shots to the chest. And you don’t like change. But this is good change, I think. I want to change this swingset from the place where you closed your door to love to the place where it just began. I’ve sat by & watched you get hurt long enough. You’re beautiful, smart, talented, sweet, funny. And impatient. So, I won’t drag this out. I love you, & I’d like to be your boyfriend…Will you go out with me?” This boy was my 3rd love, he made me feel special. It’s been 5 long years, and just today, he said those exact words. To propose.
omg this is so asdfghjkl;
If only this was my future, oh yeah that’s not possible because I’n no one’s crush and I don’t have any friends what-so-ever appart from one who lives 800 miles away fro me ;(
(Source: -nicolelyn, via forsaken-minds)
When you rearrange the letters in the word ‘ASTRONOMER’, you get ‘MOON STARER’.
Same goes for DESPERATION = A ROPE ENDS IT,
THE EYES = THEY SEE,
THE MORSE CODE = HERE COME DOTS,
DORMITORY = DIRTY ROOM,
SLOT MACHINES = CASH LOST IN ME,
ELECTION RESULTS = LIES - LET’S RECOUNT,
SNOOZE ALARMS = ALAS! NO MORE Z’S
THE EARTHQUAKES = THAT QUEER SHAKE,
ELEVEN PLUS TWO = TWELVE PLUS ONE
and
MOTHER-IN-LAW = WOMAN HITLER.
WAIT BUT THIS IS MY FAVORITE ONE:
HOLMES AND WATSON = WOMANLESS AND HOT
DESTIEL = LET’S DIE
MERTHUR - HURT ME
(Source: raisinbagels, via screamingfurby)
