· 6.22.14

i’m cutting my hair today and i’m nervous but excited? omg. x; about to be a curly-headed temptress~ 

  · 6.12.14

i have an amazing boyfriend. c:


i can’t wait until i have money and purple hair and actual food to eat and a comfy little townhouse where i can write and listen to my music on a record player. 

omg i don’t even remember posting this but i’m gonna reblog it as a reminder.

i really need to get back to my true passion. when i was younger i used to immerse myself in photography and editing (mainly editing) along with writing of course. i just feel like i’ve let pieces of me slack off and i’m not as whole because i’m neglecting my true passions. x; hopefully i can buy a camera soon.

I love being horribly straightforward. I love sending reckless text messages (because how reckless can a form of digitized communication be?) and telling people I love them and telling people they are absolutely magical humans and I cannot believe they really exist. I love saying, “Kiss me harder,” and “You’re a good person,” and, “You brighten my day.” I live my life as straight-forward as possible.

Because one day, I might get hit by a bus.

Maybe it’s weird. Maybe it’s scary. Maybe it seems downright impossible to just be—to just let people know you want them, need them, feel like, in this very moment, you will die if you do not see them, hold them, touch them in some way whether its your feet on their thighs on the couch or your tongue in their mouth or your heart in their hands.

But there is nothing more beautiful than being desperate.

And there is nothing more risky than pretending not to care.

We are young and we are human and we are beautiful and we are not as in control as we think we are. We never know who needs us back. We never know the magic that can arise between ourselves and other humans.

We never know when the bus is coming.

Rachel C. Lewis, Tell The People You Love That You Love Them (via thatgermankid)

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my pet peeve is when someone ignores you

like if we have a problem then let’s fucking address it

  · 5.22.14

slowly adapting to my new life of talking to mainly the same person day by day. x: also making an effort to talk to/hang out with old friends i’ve lost touch with. it’s been hard, especially since i’ve been super insecure and depressed and anxious about this whole ordeal. i haven’t cried in like… 5 days? idk. it’s been a while. i’m proud of me. (: