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to thine ownself be true.

Amanda, 18, Malaysia.
"She is clothed with strength & dignity and laughs without fear of the future," Proverbs 31 : 25



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Oct 15th at 7PM / via: gnarly / op: isexualdisaster / 666,720 notes
smokingcrackcocaine:

bandsareprettyrad:

courgegirl-messed-up:

One of my favorite quote of Malcolm in the middle.

Happy birthday to me

My bday every year

smokingcrackcocaine:

bandsareprettyrad:

courgegirl-messed-up:

One of my favorite quote of Malcolm in the middle.

Happy birthday to me

My bday every year





Oct 15th at 6PM / via: play-me-that-s0ng / op: kissmeok / 129,357 notes

"When they ask me about my future wife, I always tell them that her eyes are the only Christmas lights that deserve to be seen all year long. I tell them that she has a walk that can make an atheist believe in God just long enough to say, ‘God damn’. I tell them that if my alarm clock sounded like her voice, my snooze button would collect dust. I tell them that if she came in a bottle, I would drink her until my vision is blurry and my friends take away my keys. I tell them that if she was a book, I would memorize her table of contents. I would read her, cover to cover, hoping to find typos, just so we could both have something to work on, because aren’t we all unfinished? Don’t we all need editing? Aren’t we all waiting to be read by someone, praying they will tell us that we make sense? She doesn’t always make sense but I swear to God, her imperfections are the things that I love about her the most. I don’t know when I will be married, I don’t know where I will be married, but I do know this: whenever I’m asked to describe my future wife, I do so as best as I can and every single time, she sounds a lot like you. Every single time, she sounds a lot like you."

Oct 15th at 6PM / via: play-me-that-s0ng / op: llvnos / 9,518 notes

Oct 15th at 5PM / via: thefuuuucomics / op: pastel-cutie / 140,137 notes

Oct 15th at 1PM / via: forgave / op: spookgui / 94,687 notes

doodlesngclefs:

ON POINT


"Three years later, a new girl sits cross-legged on your bed.
She tastes like a different flavor of bubblegum than you are used to.
She opens up a book that you had to read in high school, and a folded picture of us falls out of chapter three.
Now there are two unfinished stories resting in her lap.
Inevitably, she asks, and you tell her.

You say: I dated her a while back.
You don’t say: Sometimes, when I’m holding you, I imagine the smell of her vanilla perfume.

You say: She was younger than me.
You don’t say: The sixteen summers in her bones warmed the eighteen winters my skin had weathered.

You say: It’s nothing now.
You don’t say: But it was everything then."



"He is not the sun. You are."

Oct 15th at 1PM / via: laughs-and-sunshine / op: lach-er / 22,142 notes


Oct 15th at 1PM / via: laughs-and-sunshine / op: ntrvrts / 132,211 notes