The thing is that they had unprotected baby-making possibilities! Yes, sex.
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The thing is that they had unprotected baby-making possibilities! Yes, sex.
An old letter I wrote for my gf that I found in my drafts
10.15.12 On this very day is where the madness all began. Where we were officially one another’s, we grew closer together and started learning new things, Making each other happy was our expertise, And neither of us knew how much we’d fall for each other, We never thought in a million years that our feelings would be so strong. But despite of the bumps along the way, I'm glad you ask me to be your girl on this day. I want you to know that I love you with all my heart and if what we’ve been through hasn’t split us up, then nothing will tear us apart <3 Happy anniversary baby! (Still got the nice booty *;) LOVE YOU!
theusual
i am legal in 11 days. i dont know if I'm ready for this. lols jk - who am I kidding, not much is gonna change. also, I have this huge list of stuff i want...clearly Im not gonna get all of it. i have to mentally prepare to not receive all of it.the dilemma - to celebrate the birthday or to not celebrate the birthday con mi amigos.
i still haven't been to brandy melville in sf or uniqlo. why? whhyyy?
has anyone read this is how you lose her?
reoccurring theme in my life lately - not being respected or appreciated for the care and time i put into relationships. i guess you could say im used it. i just ask that they do the same onto another person, if not back to me.
i am dire need of a new profile pic...someone help me
my mom and I went to go watch pitch perfect tonight. lolz. it was funny.
i watched perks of a wallflower homecoming night with sunny. i liked it, but it was super cliche. aside from that, I felt like a teenager watching it and I liked it. I just disliked that the so called "reject" was depicted as some handsome boy...makes reality seem so much more crappy than it already is.
sexy senorita, i feel you ora - tell me you know where thats from
this three day weekend was the shortest thing of my life. i didnt even have time to relax. -_- i want another.
i promised myself i wouldn't buy any articles of clothing till my birthday (about a month and a half ago i vowed to this) and I actually stuck to it...mostly cuz I'm broke! but still! yay for me! I'm excited to finally go splurge on myself and buy stuff I want and get rid of stuff I don't wear.
my last homecoming is over..and i hasn't hit me
I literally have no idea where I want to go to school or what I want to study...I have like 2 weeks to figure this out before shat gets serious
oddly enough I don't have a lot to stay today - thats not repetitive. usually im like cutting these down. okay then. bye. see you tomorrow.
Your eyes quiver the way mine do when you're sad and your limbs hang around you like you're carrying the weight of the world on your shoulders. Your words escape you softly and I can feel the ache of your day in the way you speak. All I want to do is hold you for as long as possible because you're too great of a human being to feel this much sadness all at once.
seashells and sound waves
If you hold an empty glass up to a wall,
you can better hear the happenings on the other side;
something about the emptiness amplifies
the sound that fills the other room
to the brim.
When you speak,
I imagine the empty cups of my ears spilling over,
I am running out of room to put the words that have splashed over me,
I hate to think of the sentences that have slipped through my fingers,
and dried in different shapes of varied significance on the hardwood floor.
This is the sound of forgetting.
I have tried using entire sets of empty glassware
to get the sound of your belly laugh back,
even tried using the space held in plates and bowls
to bring your “I love you”s into the room of the present,
where I sit (lonely) now.
Soon I’ll move on to seashells,
try to decode the repeated crashing of sound waves
--of white noise--
try to translate them into your intended meanings.
Or maybe, I’ll pour the contents of my inner ears completely out,
until they are the empty inverse of the conch shells themselves.
I would fill the soft pink insides of every seashell I could find
with the echoes of the blood pumping through my brain
that has spun around in too many concentric circles,
thinking, rethinking, over-thinking what you mean to me.
I would leave the ocean-borne receptacles scattered around
the miles of California beaches--
little sound bites of unrequited love laying in the unsuspecting sand.
Young couples, curious kids, and old widows
would pick them up while getting “Away From It All”,
they would hold them to their ears,
-empty cups filling with my waves of sound-
and they will say sadly, or excitedly, or as soft as the breeze:
“You really can hear the ocean in these things.”
(10.15.12/10:45PM)
It's been very difficult these past couple of days for me to digest the fact that you've got a new interset in someone. As far as I know, I know that you're only at the stage where he's only a crush to you. I only fear that the relationship that you have with that person evolves deeply and at a more faster pace. I think I'm more nervous and scared about when you actually finally settle into a stable relationship.
Could you tell me how he is? By the looks of it, he seems to make you very happy and comfortable. I've never met him and I don't think I'd ever want to meet him just for the sheer fact that I wouldn't be able to stand myself looking at competition. I've always told you that all my life, I don't ever compete with anyone in terms of anything in general but myself. But I'll be honest with you. I'm very, very jealous that he's doing all the right things to make you feel lively. Is he tall? Is he nice? Did you two kiss yet? I don't know, really. I want to ask but then again, I have to be careful what I ask for more I might just get an answer that I won't accept.
Please, for the sake of everything. Please don't over look our relationship. Maybe you don't feel the same way about us as of now but I only wish that you'd reanalyze everything and maybe consider the fact that there might be just a spark between us. Because I know and I feel deeply that there is a possibility for us. It doesn't matter how far we are from each other. Whether you're in Miami and I'm in New York City, just know that I like you. I like you a lot and I appreciate and love every fiber of your being and soul. You make me really happy and I'm scared because I have never ever felt this way before about a girl like you.
But then again, we're on separate paths and I'm still holding on to that little bit of faith left that I have. I really hope that one day we can just meet each other half way and just get on with the wonderful things that we can be together. We're going to meet each other some day and I need to fulfill that promise. I feel like this is something that needs to be done. We've been talking for so long and we've fell out drastically and I have to mend back the broken pieces. I need to make this right again. But this time, I do it for you. I always have done it for you, and I always will. You will never have to thank me, because I love you, Sofi.
10/15/12
10 = 1*5*1*2
I'd just like to say, I have as much faith in thie johvriska ship today as I did 2 days ago. Albeit, I see the outcome coming about in a different way, but coming about all the same. I think I've recovered from the soul crushing update from yesterday.
To be clear, I'm riding my faiths on John still liking Vriska. I mean, c'mon, of course he does. He's not giving Tavros that ring for nothin' and he seemed sufficiently upset when Vriska brought up already dating him. That's how I see it.
I will go down with this ship as the old saying goes.