February 2012
Hold no expectations, receive no disappointments
my new motto.
deermilk:
I have a dumb impossible crush ‘cause I’m a dumb impossible girl.
Gonna go forget about my feelings for you now.
and get rid of that smile I always have for you.
and toss away the almost magnetic pull you have on me.
and erase the moments that made me think you might like me too.
and squash that pathetic hope that continues to burn.
oh god. i am so screwed.
i’m gonna go to sleep in a few, then go to school.
i feel oddly content.
maybe today will be a good day, yeah? :)
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Astrid: Looks don't interest me.
Paul: That's easy for you to say. You've never been ugly.
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100460:
i honestly do not know what i would do if i had a flat butt
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I no longer know whether I want to stay or go.
“You will always be fond of me. I represent to you all the sins you never had the...”
– Oscar Wilde
I want to go biking
EVERYWHERE.
when will the weather get better?
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“I’m glad we had the times together just to laugh and sing a song, seems like we...”
– Dr. Seuss (via selfinspiration)
my art show is coming along slowly.
Photos chosen (10 out of 12 so far)
Made into Prints (9 out of 12)
Matted (2 out of 12)
Labels made (0 out of 12)
Display created and built
Title chosen
Title created/built
sighhh.
you’re so cute.
but I guess I’ll just sit here and admire from afar.
I’ll just be that girl you see twice a week.
I don’t pop into your thoughts and the whole getting me something tomorrow was a joke. Everyone’s always joking.
that’s fine.
you’re just so untouchable.
and I’m just so enamored.
i dont want to get my heart broken again.
so i give up.
the endings always the same anyways.
“You’re not worth it, Kimia.”
Always.
I’m tired.
it seems like you've changed so much
but at the same time, its like you are the same person as before.
its been a long time.
i hope you’re doing well
my treadmill refuses to be fixed.
god damn
i think i think i think
I wish I could stop thinking.
Maybe I would be happier
“The fuckers. There, I feel better. God-damned human race. There, I feel better.”
– Charles Bukowski (via mem0rylaine)
i just wanted to say:
I got into my first choice uni
But I want to go to art school
And spend my sundays as a street poet
Oh and I like a boy.
This isn’t good.
