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Holly Black, Ironside
Submitted by betelgeusebeetlejuice.
leara;
She is eighteen and awesome. She studies bs statistics at the University of the Philippines Los Baños. She wanted to take up Development Communication or Communication Arts but life happened and got her stuck sinking in numbers instead of, her dream, words. This blog serves as an output of her frustrations as a writer and/or a literary deity(haha as if). She usually writes when she is sad. She drinks at least 2 cups of coffee a day to keep her sane even if it makes her palpitate. She loves the things that hurt her. She is gullible but she tries not to be. She is emotional but she keeps her drama between herself and a paper and nonetheless, this blog. She is very bad at punctuations and her modifiers are often dangling. She is me.
I either dress like im going to a red carpet event or like im a homeless drug addict there is no in between
just because i hate me doesnt mean you can
The truth is, unless you let go, unless you forgive yourself, unless you forgive the situation, unless you realize that the situation is over, you cannot move forward.
Steve Maraboli, Unapologetically You: Reflections on Life and the Human Experience (via quotes-shape-us)
parity
i shout, he screamed. i backed down. he fought, i submit. he left and frowned. i love him, he likes me; i need him, he wants me.
im afraid that someones effortless beauty might captivate your eyes and that you might find serenity in her uncomplicated personality
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i told him, nothing's wrong. i started singing a happy song. i swear, i felt him stare a little while. and i know he faked a smile. cause me-- the queen of pretend. i could easily fool a friend.
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and i just got back from the kitchen. saw my mother baking cake. everytime she gets something from the fridge everytime she turns around, i steal handful of m&m's and scoop frosting hahaha and this is one of the many reasons why im fat
I love you in waves, and lately, everyday has been a hurricane.
Amanda Helm (via cierrafrances)
somebody give me a set of muji pens :(
it’s not that you fix me, it’s that you make me forget that i need to be. you remind me that there is beauty in broken things, that there are cracks and spaces on my body so that the light in me can escape through. so here, darling, let me pour every bit of that illumination onto you, spill myself over your every wound until you become whole once again. that’s the least i can do to thank you, and to make you feel that i love you, too.
i am boring. i don't smoke. i don't usually drink. if i have to drink on occasions, i drink wine or juice. i think it is safe to say i'm alcohol intolerant. heh, but yep. i don't go to parties. i went once with some girlfriends for experience. it wasn't my actual definition of fun. my hair smelled of cigars and obscenity. i didn't like it. don't get me wrong, i did enjoy. i danced on the dance floor. had an almost decent conversation with two guys-- if it wasn't for the overly profane sensual dance moves of the people around us, it would have been... decent. that didn't happen again. i'm not smart. i'm not sophisticated. i'm awkward. i'm almost always preoccupied. i'm sometimes sane but usually crazy. i'm moody. i sometimes curse then regrets it right after. who curses and regrets it, right? i mean, it feels good to curse. it lightens your mood, it just feels good. i don't feel restrained. i just feel boring. myself bores me. i wish i wasn't like this. i wish i was more outgoing, i wish i knew more people. but i think i'm happy. happy enough to feel good to wake up in the morning, yes. these thoughts doesn't really make any sense.
Please reblog to help this lady
it won’t “ruin your blog” imagine if you were in her shoes