*Kiss my Asterisk*

*Kiss my Asterisk*

Apr 04

I’m either at 💁 or 😭. There is no in between.

Apr 04
Let’s see what my lucky shirt has in store for me today! #selfie #today #luckyshirt #fave #goodluck #self #personal #smile

Let’s see what my lucky shirt has in store for me today! #selfie #today #luckyshirt #fave #goodluck #self #personal #smile

Mar 17

Thinking of you burns holes into my mind but it also scars my heart.

Mar 15
How dare anyone condescendingly say “you’ve changed” like it’s the worst possible sin to have committed? Maybe all I’ve really done is become more myself. Maybe all I’ve done is found a truer, brighter smile that actually comes from my heart. Maybe I’ve just learned to love myself more. Maybe I’m just a little bit more Priyanka than I ever was before. And for that, I’m glad I’ve changed. So here’s to #day12 of #100happydays and to being true to you. #smile #beyou #embraceit

How dare anyone condescendingly say “you’ve changed” like it’s the worst possible sin to have committed? Maybe all I’ve really done is become more myself. Maybe all I’ve done is found a truer, brighter smile that actually comes from my heart. Maybe I’ve just learned to love myself more. Maybe I’m just a little bit more Priyanka than I ever was before. And for that, I’m glad I’ve changed. So here’s to #day12 of #100happydays and to being true to you. #smile #beyou #embraceit

Mar 14

fluerly:

im actually really afraid that no one will fall in love with me

This is it. This is my biggest fear. Wow.

Mar 12

Turkey on campus…

priyankamunjal:

While on campus today, I went to get a cup of coffee from Biscotti’s. I sat down and looked outside at the beautiful green gardens outside the food court area. In these gardens, I saw a turkey…an actual, living turkey…pushing an egg…WHY WAS THERE A TURKEY PUSHING AN EGG ON CAMPUS???? WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY?????????????????????

Oh memories…

Mar 10

priyankamunjal:

One of my biggest regrets is going to Kentucky and not having any fried chicken while I was there.

Feb 28

Why do people feel insecure about feeling happiness in other’s happiness? Genuinely being happy for someone else’s happiness is such an incredible feeling.

Feb 10

No one cares.

I think one of the all time suckiest feelings there is is feeling like the people you care the most about don’t give a damn about you. Feeling like no one cares is awful enough, but when you start pinning the feeling of others not caring on the people that mean the most to you is when it really feels like hell. You can really start to lose yourself that way. You start to feel overwhelmed by everything because you can’t get anything off our chest to the people you used to rely on. You feel like you’re suffocating yourself. And you are. That’s exactly what you’re doing. Maybe it’s not even them. Maybe it’s you. Maybe it’s all you. But it’s a hard feeling to shake. And once you’re there, you’re stuck. You’ve dug yourself into a hole so deep you can’t find a way out. Suddenly you forget how to breathe and everything you’ve ever known to be stable is spiraling out of control. And you just can’t deal with it. You don’t know how. You don’t know what’s wrong, but absolutely everything feels like it’s wrong. The littlest things tear you apart. You feel like you’re choking on life. And then it just gets worse. And worse. And worse. And then you don’t feel at all. You don’t feel anything. Absolutely nothing. You just don’t feel. Then maybe you start to get comfortable in your nothingness. And that’s when it hits you. That’s when it all crashes down on you. And there it is. Insignificance. Complete and utter insignificance. Because you’ve come to believe that you’re nothing because there’s no one there to tell you that you are. But maybe there are those people. But you can’t hear them over your own insignificance. And you’re too afraid to ask. So you’re buried six feet deep in fear and depression and agony and insignificance and who even knows. Who even knows? Because you don’t. Because you sure as hell don’t.

Jan 01

Most people think of New Year’s resolutions as means to change in some way, but for my 2014 New Year’s resolution I want to stay the same. I want to take the parts of me I personally like and keep them. Before now I’ve changed tremendously every single year, but this year I want to NOT change parts of myself. So here’s to staying the same.

Dec 16

Finals Week Anthem

My finals week anthem:
First you get a swimming pool full of coffee, then you dive in it. Pool full of coffee, then you dive in it.

Dec 11

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.

Dec 01

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.

Dec 01

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!!!!!!

Nov 29

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?
Probably not.