/eats a piece of dove chocolate
/the “promise” is: Love what you do.don’t u fuckin tell me what to do u bitch-ass piece of candy
Waiting
RSSBeware of losing yourself in the personality of another being, man or woman.
- This Side of Paradise, F. Scott Fitzgerald (via laurennn-elizabeth)
Beautiful things grow to a certain height and then they fail and fade off, breathing out memories as they decay.
- F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Beautiful and Damned (via eurobambina)
and here we see a visual representation of my life
(Source: alwaysbummed)
Broken vessels make effective weapons.
I have to block out thoughts of you
So I don’t lose my head
They crawl in like a cockroach
Leaving babies in my bed
Dropping little reels of tape
That remind me that I’m alone
Playing movies in my head
That make a porno feel like home
There’s a burning in my pride,
a nervous bleeding in my brain
An ounce of peace is all I want for you.
Will you never call again?
And will you never say that you love me
just to put it in my face?
And will you never try to reach me?
It is I that wanted space
Hate me today
Hate me tomorrow
Hate me so you can finally see what’s good for you
Hate me in ways
Yeah, ways hard to swallow
Hate me so you can finally see what’s good for you
I know that’s what people say— you’ll get over it. I’d say it, too. But I know it’s not true. Oh, youll be happy again, never fear. But you won’t forget. Every time you fall in love it will be because something in the man reminds you of him.
- Betty Smith, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn (via indypendent-thinking)
Sometimes I think it’s better to suffer bitter unhappiness and to fight and to scream out, and even to suffer that terrible pain, than to just be… safe. At least she knows she’s living.
- A Tree Grows in Brooklyn—Betty Smith (via bythebreathofanangel)
They learned no compassion from their own anguish. thus their suffering was wasted.
- Betty Smith, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn (via thefuryofovershoes)
(Source: forthosewithbrokenhearts)
Old Sport
The best thing for a girl to be
is a beautiful fool
with a predetermined destiny.
But this is the girl that is all alone.
This beautiful fool,
that is stuck on her own.
The precious child dreaming away,
a beautiful fool,
whos’ days are plainly gray.
This is the best a girl can be:
A beautiful fool.
Unfortunately.
“I need someone. I need to hold somebody close. And I need more than this holding. I need someone to understand how I feel at a time like now. And the understanding must be part of the holding.”
do you ever just look at your homework like this
I look at people like this
I look at everything like this
I look like this
“EVERYONE SHUT THE FUCK UP IT’S STARTING”
the best sound in the world
Better known as the sound of my childhood!
The song of my people.
This is the song you hear when you go to heaven.
I HAVE BEEN ABLE TO WHISTLE THE LAST FEW NOTES OF THAT FOR MOST OF MY LIFE
(Source: saras-scrapbook)
About Waiting
I'm just a college student at Mississippi State, trying to finish my degree and learn things at the same time. I'm not the average twenty-something, though. I'm a cancer surviving daughter of a single mother. I love to work with plants and people, so that's my major. I have awesome friends who would destroy the world for me if I needed them to. I'm a strong Christian that's finding their way through this life, and this is my story.
