This is what Christmas is to me.
In December of 2005, our family had a house fire that damaged almost everything we had ever owned. It destroyed our home. When we were finally allowed to go inside our own home(for limited periods of time as it was still uninhabitable), we got to see with our own eyes how everything we called ours had been destroyed by either the fire or the immense smoke damage. Almost every inch of our house was some shade of grey or black. Almost every inch, except for one corner. Somehow through all the damage, one corner in our living room remained perfectly untouched: our Christmas tree. Through all the damage and destruction of the fire, our Christmas tree stood up perfectly somehow untouched by all the chaos around it, with all the presents still fully intact. So if you ever try and tell me that I’m silly or childish for loving Christmas and believing that it truly is magical, remember this: Christmas is a sign of hope to me, and everything about it most definitely, absolutely magical.
#Selfie #monday #face #self #me #hate #mondays
You came into my life like a disease of the mind. You high-jacked my every thought, but I’m taking the vaccine. Peacing you out like a virus.
And now that my Thanksgiving break is almost over, I can officially say: CHRISTMAS CHRISTMAS CHRISTMAS CHRISTMAS CHRISTMAS CHRISTMAS CHRISTMAS CHRISTMAS CHRISTMAS CHRISTMAS CHRISTMAS CHRISTMAS IS COMING!!!!!!
You hurt me…
You hurt me every time you disregard what I say to you. Every time you leave alone all the comfort I try to give you. You constantly complain about not being understood or not being liked or not feeling like you’re good enough, and I tell you that I understand, that I love you, and that for me you’re so much more than good enough, and that you make me so proud. I tell you how amazing I think you are for being you and how strong I believe you are. AND YOU UTTERLY DISREGARD IT BECAUSE I MEAN NOTHING TO YOU. BECAUSE MY WORDS AREN’T GOOD ENOUGH FOR YOU. Do you ever consider how that might make me feel? Do you ever consider that maybe that hurts me?
Do you not even realize that you make me feel the way that everyone else makes you feel?
Do you even care?
Switchin’ it up a bit. #hair #shorthair #newlook #selfie #me #WHATHAPPENEDTOALLMYHAIR #self #why #ithinkilikeitthough #new #idkman #fresh
The problem is never how I feel, but the conscious awareness of knowing that I feel it.
There’s no denying it.
I’ve had the biggest crush on Mike Shinoda for the last eight years or so. I’m pretty sure it’s never going away. There’s no denying it.
Yeah. there is still no denying it. It’s never going to go away.
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Maybe one day I’ll actually finish writing this…
So this is a story that I don’t know where I’m going with or where/when I started really, but I’m writing it in a magical place known as my phone…so yeah…quality writing at it’s best…
I’ve decided to call it “Hopeless”, but that’s subject to change…like anything and everything else in life…
Anyway, it’s not even close to anything near my best writing. Rather, it’s my simple writing just to tell a story.
And yeah, I just added the last paragraph tonight, so here it is so far:
Maybe one day even I could be good enough. Maybe there was a possibility for a fool like me. That’s what I’ve always told myself. That’s what I’ll probably keep telling myself.
You’re smart, you’re beautiful, you’re funny, you’re passionate, you’ve got so much going for you! That’s what everyone else has always told me. Everyone except for anyone who it would actually matter to hear those words from.
So that was the story of my life. I’m the girl with the potential. According to everyone else I had so much potential. The problem with potential is that it doesn’t do you any good if you can’t harvest any of it. And all I had was potential with no clue of how to convert it to kinetic.
Here’s a secret no one knew: I am in fact the biggest romantic I know. Stunning? I know. All my life I’ve put forth this exterior of nonchalance and even a bit o distaste towards anything that involved “feelings”. I only expressed my general hatred towards most things in the world, my bearable tolerance towards some of my acquaintances, and my adoration (now I’d say love of my friends, but my main point right now is to say that love is not something I positively respond to in my façade. I do in fact love my friends though, but that’s a different kind of love) of my friends.
However I may come off as, the fact was, my heart melts quicker than butter at the slightest bit of affection. All I have ever wanted for as long as I can remeber is absolutely every small detail of every romcom ever to be somehow incorporated in my life. Is that really so much to ask for? Can I not have my Ashton Kutcher carrots or Will Ferrel bags of flour because I don’t want flowers? Can I not be Emma Stone in Easy A as she gets every romantic movie end that she’s dreamed of having? Can I not have my Breakfast Club air fist pump because a guy got me? Is a little thoughtful wake up text really too much to ask for? Taylor Swift got her giant teddy bear in Valentine’s Day despite being one of the most obnoxious characters in history, so where is my giant teddy bear?
Eyes are awesome. Behold my so-tiny-and-asian-they-require-special-sized-contacts-and-look-closed-when-I-smile eyes (; #eyes #asian #indian #collage #awesome #tiny #idk #random #eyelashes #self #me #wink #smile #eyes #contacts
No shave November. I’m making progress, are you? #noshavenovember #manvember #selfie #beard #mustache #epic #lol #self #face #newlook #me #noshave #manlyasfuck #getonmylevel
It’s just one of those nights :) #selfie
#halloween #selfie #self #face #cat #meow #womp #happyhalloween #me #blackcat #lace #favorite #dress