[perrfectly]

not everyone you lose is a loss

[a-c-e-r-v-o-blog]

[sophsterrrrr]

Forever shmood.

[soviet]

[brainparticlesinmysoup]

[hirxeth]

[perrfectly]

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 perrfectly)

[marcioserpa]

[whatever-you-write]

[perrfectly]

such a great feeling when someone just genuinely wants to talk to you and wants to know how your life is going

[sophsterrrrr]

The beginning.

Few updates,

School:

Orientation week is over, and the wave has arrived. Needless to say, I’ve been slammed, but it’s UT, so I guess I shouldn’t be complaining? Definitely not undergrad anymore and adjustments have started, so I should be okay despite the wave.

Social life:

Uhmhmhmhm. I’ve made a few new friends, but, like I’ve said in my previous posts, I’ve been really awkward about the whole thing...and really haven’t been doing a great job of forcing myself to get out of my comfort zone and get to know people. BUT I did go to a rush event for this pharmacy fraternity...it didn’t suck. The people seemed nice...yeah idkk man. Not sure how I feel about it quite yet. I have to go to 2 more events before I decide on rush or not. I’ll see how things go. I did find out about an organization with a research position, and I plan on applying! (why that is important I will discuss in another post later)

I’ve been going out to 6th with my roommate for the past 2ish weeks I’ve lived here....that’s been really really fun. :))

Love life:

*crickets*

No, there is a guy......kind of.

..But, at the same time, there kinda isn’t?

Idk what the hell is going on...not sure he does either.

I’m not even sure anything can happen.

We’ll see where things go. lol

Back to getting my life together...at 4 AM.

Til next time.

XOXO

[sophsterrrrr]

LOL

I just realized my previous post before this was about my awkwardness too...hahaha.

LAWDDDD.

[sophsterrrrr]

Patiently waiting.

For the day I’m not so awkward...FMLFMLFMLFMLFML.

[moonlyaffairs]

Two years later A girl sits in front of her ex lover. He doesn’t say a word And her heart doesn’t ache for him anymore. Her hair is longer than it’s ever been. She is even more beautiful than the day he left her. And at that moment, He panics. He lost her. And he can never have her back. He can just watch her be beautiful And in love With someone else.

Zienab Hamdan - The day when the tables turn (via moonlyaffairs)

[sophsterrrrr]

My dream.

My biggest dream is to get rid of my super duper awkward speech impediment and dry mouth when it comes to interacting and communicating with attractive members of the opposite sex.

Ughghghghghghghghghghgh.

FML.

😩

[whisperingbones]

marry me. let’s spend our week nights eating cereal on the floor when there is a perfectly fine table behind us. we can go to the movies and sit in the back row just to make out like kids falling in love for the first time. marry me. we’ll paint the rooms of our house and get more paint on us than the walls. we can hold hands and go to parties we end up ditching to drink wine out of the bottle in the bathtub. marry me. and slow dance with me in our bedroom with an unmade bed and candles on the nightstand. let me love you forever. marry me.

Unknown  (via bl-ossomed)

One day.💞

[c0ntemplations]

Go to a coffee shop. Sit by the bar with the glass windows and look out. Look at all the people running to catch a train. All the girls with one too many shopping bags. All the couples too in love to care. Then you’ll see it - a bit of yourself in everyone. And somehow, sitting alone in a coffee shop had never felt so good.

note to self (via alunit)

[sylvia-aliveinnightmares-deacti]