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El dia 20
Happy birthday Koray! You’re still as amazing as you were when I first met you. Thank you for never giving up on me :)
Kait Payne.: I hate when people talk about their “other half.”You should be whole...
You know what’s wrong with searching for your other half? You never should have been roaming the earth as half a person to begin with.
Kait Payne. This. Always.
Look
You need to get out of bed and start doing some work. There is no point hiding under the covers and wishing the days will go away. There is no point hoping exams will be cancelled. That’s not how it works, and the more time you drag your feet and complain, the more time you waste.
Get up. Get out. Now.
Hey dude. (Taken with instagram)
There is only one wish on my mind
When this day is through I hope that I will find
That tomorrow will be just the same for you and me
I’ve never believed in complaining, but just thinking about the next 20 days kills me. Papers, words, legislation, common law, and almost none of this boy. It’s an uphill battle that I know I’ll get through, but still. It fucking slaughters me.
Here are bits and pieces of my life over the past week. It’s been a week of trying to catch up with homework and wishing Saturday would come by sooner. A long, long week; and yet- funny- it went by too fast. Too fast for me to really pay attention. If I hadn’t taken these pictures, I would have forgotten them in the great blur of pictures and words and scenes that made up my life over the past seven days.
It’s funny how many little memories get lost in the grand scheme of things.
(Source: remain-reckless, via theteacupredemption)
I’ve always thought I would have met the person I would want to marry, by now.
Buenos dias miercoles!!! Nos faltan tres dias :) (Taken with instagram)
I have too much unable-to-waitness for Saturday. I was taught, as a child, never to express that much eagerness for anything, to go through life with a placid calm, but I don’t think there’s anything wrong with really, really wanting to hang out :)
I’m my own person, and I’m strong and independent, but I think that part of being strong is being frank with your feelings, sort of the emotional equivalent of having the courage to go to a naked beach.
Not that I want to go to a naked beach or anything, but I’m glad that wanting to hang out with you isn’t something I have to confess to or admit. It’s not a dark and secret feeling. It just is, the way it is.
<3
favourite poet. always.
(Source: , via duelenloslabios)
