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I watch movies about as well as a middle schooler has sex. Yes that's my analogy. Young boys don't know what they're doing. Yes that was a joke. Don't judge me. I know I have issues, ok.
I really hate big decisions. But I'm glad I still have Ryan here for me. If all we ever have is friendship, I'm okay with it. He's amazing in that department. Moving is a big deal. But like he said, I have to do what's best for me. And I really believe this is my best bet. So with a little faith, I am going to move forward. Life hasn't been waiting for me, so I have to grab it myself.
progress or regrets straight ahead...
In about two weeks I will be moving 3 hours away from where I am now. I don't have many family or friends here, but the ones that I do have will be missed greatly. I am either going to make it or break it. This choice will literally effect me in the best or worst way. There is no in between. I'm terrified. I'm excited. I'm lost, just trying to find my way back.
Today I had menchie's for the first time.
I was broken into millions of pieces. Pieces that wouldn’t fit back together to make me who I was before. They made a mosaic. Something different, but almost more beautiful.
hijabiyonce (via wnq-writers)
Look at this place that devours me.
I put my heart into your hands, and you dropped it, unknowing it was there. You dusted it off and gave it back to me, a bit scratched up and bruised.
I'm going to actually do something productive tomorrow. Well, obviously not what I should be doing. But I'm going to leave my bed to take pictures of beautiful things around town, maybe even a specific color, to be my Snapchat story.
Never been so eager to reblog
I have a picture of you as my background. Screenshot of a snap you sent me. It says "Happy? Lol" Jokes on me isn't it.
That feeling when you're terrified and excited at the same time. It's when you know you're onto something good.
My dream First, I was running from my mother down a rotating staircase. We had alien-like technology and magic. Then we ran into a racing arena, where we got into our cars and raced around, I went the fastest and the most precise. When I got out of the car, Ryan was there, he was disappointed in me. I woke up. I went back to sleep. Alien ninjas were being attacked by my mother. So I tried to fight back as well. But we were netted and beginning to sink in the ocean. I saw Ryan, sitting on a buoy. A very large alien ninja woke up from his unconsciousness, saw that I was heart broken, and used his wolverine like talons to let me free. The rest drown. But then I saw Ryan and went to him. I turned around to see my phone in my hand and this entire time it was just a movie. So I turned to look at Ryan, and we were still by the ocean. I didn't see anything out of the ordinary. But he was in his uniform. And an unknown man was also in a uniform. He said to me "You can't come here and take everyone else down with you." I looked at Ryan, he didn't look at me, and I woke up.
With us, I learned love is real. People can change. The world can be good if you make it good. And, all those things are worth fighting for.
I love you and I miss you. What else is there to say..
Front Porch Step's music is love. He puts his heart and soul in every song. And every song helps put me back together.
The girl who walks in like she owns the place, you know the one, who doesn't give a fuck about anyone else's opinion. The girl who can party, and play the guys, flash a smile, and maybe some other things... The girl who gets called "slut" or "whore" SHE HAS GONE THROUGH WAY MORE SHIT YOU COULD EVER DREAM OF, WHY DO YOU THINK SHE GREW UP SO FAST?!?!