Want to drink wine and feel classy while getting shit faced.

How can I expect someone to love when I don’t even love myself

A message to freshmen going into high school:

After the first couple of weeks fly by in a colourful, dizzying whirl of over-priced outfits, strangling smell of Axe body spray, and burnt hair curls, there is a short period of self-discovery as you are forced into a place- or lack thereof- in high school and then all at once you are slapped in the face by the harsh reality that you’re going to be at this school, with these people for the next four years—

*deep breath*

you’re probably going to want to take up heaving drinking and/or hard drugs to numb the suffocating sadness of crushed individuality, and hopeless dreams. It would be my advice to avoid doing this if possible, because the thing is: eventually you will graduate (assuming you didn’t screw everything up) and it will all be over sooner than you think. The once debilitating feelings of anguish and longing for freedom will instantly be replaced by a certain joy and peace unable to be overshadowed by anything, as you walk up those steep steps to receive the ticket out of hell. A diploma.

So honestly, the best advice I would give you is to do what you think is right, don’t start anything you can’t finish, and try to hold onto who you are. You’re gonna lose friends, and get bad grades, and some days you’re just going to want to stay in bed all day and cry into a pillow. But trust me, when it’s all over, you’ll be so glad that you’re out of there that it makes every moment worth it. It’s not all bad, and a lot of it has to do with attitude.  

(tl;dr?)

i was given another chance at life

when that man hauled me out of the public pool and onto the deck

my lungs were full of water

my eyes black and cold

when i was only a little girl

he gave me another chance

but i’m not so sure i deserved it

maybe if i had stayed at the bottom of the pool for a few minutes longer listening to the muffled gleeful shrieks of todlers as their parents dipped their toes in the cool water

if crowds of hollering children and unaware adults just continued to swirl and dance above me in a ebbing mass of watercolour floaties and flippers.

if only the sun had glared into the eyes of the man who saved me just as he happened to glance over the water in my direction, not seeing my small, frozen body lying on the floor of the pool

maybe then i would have finally found a home.

maybe then i would have gotten what I deserve 

Reminders of You

when you left, I was torn apart. I couldn’t pull myself out of bed.

I just layed there, staring at your coffee mug on the nightstand. I imagined your fingers clasped around the warm cup, as you slowly lifted it to your lips that one cold morning so many weeks ago. You peeked at me through your bangs and I saw the faintest hint of a smile tug on the corners of your lips, before you set the mug down and curled up beside me, gently kissing my shoulder.

The morning sun would peek cautiously through the curtain, but we would stay and bed for just a little while longer and listen to the cold breaths of air that would blow through the open window. Just a few more minutes to hold you close.

 But now as I reach out at night for your warmth, all I feel is cold sheets. Sometimes I wake up, and for a moment I think I smell the scent of your hair on the pillow. But it’s not your hair.

It’s not you.

I remember we didn’t have “your side” and “my side” of the bed. We just kissed and intertwined ourselves together- as close as we could get, and you would bury your nose into my neck because it was cold, and I would pull your legs close to mine, and trace your arms and knees gently, or count the little freckles on your face. 

But the warmth is long gone.

All thats left of you is the cold cup of coffee on the nightstand.

A rotting reminder of what was once there.

A reminder of you.

SYTTD

So I’m watching Say Yes to the Dress (which i’m ADDICTED TO) and I always cry when the brides find their dress and they look so beautiful and happy, but  It kind of makes me sad because I’ll never have that opportunity. 

pathogems:

lecollecteur:


This is Peanut the turtle, shortly after being found in Missouri in 1993. She was taken to to a zoo in St. Louis where the six-pack ring was removed.It seems that she was trapped in the plastic ring as a young turtle and was unable to free herself. Subsequently her shell moulded itself to the plastic ring and she grew in the strange shape you see here.Unfortunately the damage is permanent, but peanut is expected to live a long life and today she serves as a mascot for the fight against beach littering.Please, always remember to clean up after yourself at the beach.


This makes me so fucking sad and angry. Like seriously how hard is it to pick up your crap and put it in a bin?

he wanted to get that hourglass shape.

pathogems:

lecollecteur:

This is Peanut the turtle, shortly after being found in Missouri in 1993. She was taken to to a zoo in St. Louis where the six-pack ring was removed.
It seems that she was trapped in the plastic ring as a young turtle and was unable to free herself. Subsequently her shell moulded itself to the plastic ring and she grew in the strange shape you see here.
Unfortunately the damage is permanent, but peanut is expected to live a long life and today she serves as a mascot for the fight against beach littering.

Please, always remember to clean up after yourself at the beach.

This makes me so fucking sad and angry. Like seriously how hard is it to pick up your crap and put it in a bin?

he wanted to get that hourglass shape.

 when I was upset as a little girl, and I was crying in my room because of one thing or another, my mother would bring me a glass of water. So eventually, whenever I was upset, I didn’t know if it was because I was really sad

or just thirsty.

my feels when my life was taken down today ::

my feels when my life was taken down today ::

well if that isn’t foreshadowing of their imminent end to their relationship I don’t know what is…

well if that isn’t foreshadowing of their imminent end to their relationship I don’t know what is…