May 2010
2 posts
Who wants the perfect guy? Not me. I don’t want...
(via foxybella, owlb0nes)
February 2010
2 posts
“its okay. its okay to want someone you cant have. its okay to want something...”
– (via foxybella)
January 2010
54 posts
“It’s not that easy to win over a girl’s heart. You can’t just look into her eyes...”
– (via runawaytrain) (via brokenmachine) (via thefloralsofa)
foxybella:
chrisfreshh:
its okay. its okay to want someone you cant have. its okay to want something more. its okay to cry when youre hurt, and its okay to stay mad at someone who hurt you. believe it or not, its always going to be okay. thats just how it works. sometimes things dont work out how you want them to, and most of the time, it seems like they never will. but eventually, everything...
“One of the hardest moments in life is deciding when to give up and when to try...”
– (via runawaytrain) (via brokenmachine) (via laurazalenga) (via ronakeller)
Summer: There’s no such thing as love. It’s a fantasy.
Tom: Well, I think you’re wrong.
Summer: Okay, well, what is it that I’m missing then?
Tom: I think you know when you feel it.
foxybella:
Some facts about dreaming: • You Forget 90% of Your Dreams Within 5 minutes of waking, half of your dream is forgotten. Within 10, 90% is gone. • Blind People also Dream
. People who became blind after birth can see images in their dreams. People who are born blind do not see any images, but have dreams equally vivid involving their other senses of sound, smell, touch and...
Every girl has that one boy, that they'll never...
alliesnaps:
christinecarreira:
eatsky:
dreamsofhope:
donaballin:
lindseymayloves:
(via purplefingers)
burnbrighter:
i remember when he touched my hand. his hands were always so much bigger than mine, almost as if they were swollen. his left hand had no feeling in it because he sliced his hand open one day years ago from a glass. i remember when we’d sit in class, at the back tables, and he’d try to scare me by coming up to me and putting his hands on my shoulders quickly and shouting the...
burnbrighter:
i remember when he touched my hand. his hands were always so much bigger than mine, almost as if they were swollen. his left hand had no feeling in it because he sliced his hand open one day years ago from a glass. i remember when we’d sit in class, at the back tables, and he’d try to scare me by coming up to me and putting his hands on my shoulders quickly and shouting the...
“Most days of the year are unremarkable. They begin, and they end, with no...”
– 500 Days Of Summer. (via webuiltthecity) (via thefloralsofa)
SERIOUSLY TUMBLR, STOP BEING SO DEPRESSED.
thefloralsofa:
doctorplease:
I mean it. Everyone grow up. Including myself. Come on for heavens sakes. If he doesnt like you, move on, we all have to at some point. If you dont have enough money, lets make some. If you have too much to do, whatever, itll get done eventually. If you think you suck at taking photos, who cares? There are other hobbies. If you think youre ugly, my face is breaking...
burnbrighter:
i have an incessant need to remember everything. everything. i have a pad of post-its next to my bed for those nights i wake up with thoughts and ideas pounding the inside of my skull, itching to get out. i have endless scraps of notebook paper bearing silly quotes or to-do lists cluttering the bottom of my bag. i dont throw anything away. i might need it someday. this is the...
burnbrighter:
All I want. Is to live. I’ve never lived before. My world is too caught up in materials. TV. Computers. Clothes. None of that means anything. Its all just a distraction. From anything that actually means something. I want to feel. I want to connect to someone. I want to do something I would have never done before. I want to dream. I want to dream things that I could write. I...
i love you so much.
doctorplease:
and i want you to always be in my life. ive told you this before but you couldnt tell me the same thing. not in the same way.
and it hurt a lot at first, it still does sometimes in some ways, but im happy now. im happy to just see you sometimes, those rare times are great times. everything will be okay because i told you i love you and i dont regret it.
i only regretted how long...
Why?
fuckyeahhlove:
Why does seeing you across the room in the morning make me smile no matter how tired I am?
Why do I blush whenever our eyes meet?
Why do I always want to wait for you after class just so we can walk down the hall together?
Why do I want to inch closer to you?
Why do I feel a pull toward you whenever we are sitting next to eachother?
Why do I wonder what you will think of my...
seventh grade.
burnbrighter:
weareallbackwards:
caitianne:
kellyhavens:
I am the girl who runs everyday but doesn’t lose weight
I am the girl who cries because it feels good
I am the girl who hates parties
I am the girl who is obsessed with her history teacher
I am the girl who gets scared around popular girls
I am the girl with frizzy curly hair
I am the girl who waists 30 min of everyday...
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Girls and guys, what do you think of this?
scratchcardglory:
heybethann:
tashajade:
Written by a guy, “We guys don’t care if you talk to other guys. We don’t care if you’re friends with other guys. But, when you’re sitting next to us and some random guy walks into the toom and you jump up and tackle him, without even introducing us, yeah, it pisses us off. It doesn’t help if you sit there and talk to him for ten minutes without even...
do you ever feel like you’re living in a complete lie? that is exactly how i feel right now…
