January 2012
Self doubt
So… You probably know that I like photography. I have so many opportunities with it, and I am beyond thankful for them. I love taking photos and I love experimenting with them. But, with all these opportunities I wonder if I really deserve them, if I’m really talented and good enough to actually get anywhere with them. I see photographers that I follow on Facebook and their photos are...
I need to start taking more photos of just...
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glovesareamazingright:
lol i love this show.
And may the odds,
be ever in your favour
rumination-nation asked: all of those things!
someone should hug me. and write me asks. ask me...
here please
my goal is to be able to stay with my feet together and have my thighs not touching.
I have so much that I want to express right now but I don’t know to explain it in words.
“…and because you’re eighteen, because you’re still vulnerable, because you still...”
– The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath (via thechocolatebrigade
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My Life's Highs
imamam:
Laughing hysterically.
Dancing your heart out.
Star gazing.
Shopping.
Going to the beach.
Listening to the rain.
Ice-cream on a hot day.
Feeling wanted.
Getting that warm, fuzzy feeling when you think about the one you love.
Receiving text messages.
Personal jokes.
Compliments.
Late night phone calls.
Holidays.
Hugs.
Kisses.
Knowing someone misses you.
Knowing someone is...
suckybl0g:
I dont understand why some people feel the need to overly prove to people who or what they are, I think you should just be who you are and let people figure you out from there.
Had the strangest/best dreams last night.
Lying in bed slightly tipsy listening to Band of...
Life is alright.
ddestruction:
i spend my life comparing myself to people that are better than me
You know what's nice?
Having someone you can always rely on, someone that’s always on your mind. Someone who means the world to you, whose actions affect you just as much as your own. Someone who you could be a complete idiot with and they still look at you like you’re amazing. Someone who actually makes you feel like a beautiful person. That you know someone out there loves you. That someone thinks...
I’m not a child anymore.
I wonder if this is all a dream and my head is completely fucked up.
People will never understand what you go through....
I don't know how much longer I can resist.
This is how I feel about dreams:
princesspaint:
We can be with the ones we love in our aspirations, though we dream about it- the two cannot exist together. There is always some price.
You know what actually annoys me? When people are really privileged with where they live but disrespect it on purpose.
