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Just January

This month represents a new start, a new beginning. Everyone has a chance to begin again in 2015. This month I plan to be more positive and comfortable in my own skin. Spring semester starts on the 20th, and that in itself is another new beginning. A new chance to make better grades, study more, and focus on things that matter. This month my grades and my own happiness matter. I will not focus on drama or anyone from the past, I will accept the present as is.




wanderingthought's Blog

It doesn’t matter if you put everything at risk,
Love as much as you can and give your very best.
Make that person be the happiest,
Offer him/her a love that purely selfless.

Regardless of how true is thy love,
It never gives someone an assurance.
That the two of you will end up together for life,
Nor if you will never ever gonna break each other’s heart.

Loving is one big challenging thing,
That will test you how much you and your heart can bear.
But no matter how fate would ever play your heart,
Loving is one big acheivement you can live bragging all your life

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Young Love

I never knew that anyone could make me feel this way after a few short months. I never knew I could feel this way again.

I love everything about you

I love how your hip bones form perfectly with your body

I love how you hug me in the shower

I love how you can be an asshole but then you apologize a million times to me

I love how we’re friends around other people, but when we’re alone we’re the best of lovers

I love how you pull my hair and kiss my neck

I love how you were my first

I love how I cry whenever I think about us ending

I love how you don’t drink white liquids

I love how whenever you look at the time you always feel like its 9:11 or 9:57

I love how you put emojis of leaves by my name in your phone

I love how you told me you love my driving for a reason you don’t understand

I love how you didn’t get mad at me when you got written up at work for the hickies I gave you the night before

I love your arms and your strong hands

I love how you squeeze my love handles or my shoulders when our friends are with us

I love how when we are sleeping and you wake up you kiss me on the forehead

I love how I want to kiss all of your body, every little part

I love how every single song I hear on the radio reminds me of you for some reason

I love how you try to justify eating after 5pm

I love that I want to do everything and anything for you

I love you, in every single way there is


The boy that I’ve given so many chances to, the boy that I thought I loved for so long, the boy who ended up being called my high school sweetheart, is an ass.

But then he was perfect.

When I didn’t get a chance to answer his texts, he would text me over and over again. And I saved them. But its time to get them off my phone and start anew. That’s why I’m putting them on here.


JULIET!! Its Romeo at your window

Taylor!!!! its John Mayer..

Hahahahahaha jk about that last one

But foreal… its the kind of love that our parents have. The one that last forever

It’s the kind of one you dream about all your life.. and finally its in reality

It’s the kind of one when you’re old and take care of each other

It’s the kind of love you have for eternity in heaven!!

It’s the kind of love that’s so real she doesn’t even have to read the text messages

It’s the kind of love..

Boy I wish everyone could feel this way”

Best. Night. Ever.


Halloween 2013 with my girls.

This was the greatest night of my life, we had the best time ever.

We all seemed to be in a state where emotions were okay.

I wish I remembered more than just my best friend throwing up on me, making out with some random guy, or crying because I felt slutty.

But its all okay, because I can go back and look at the pictures of us laughing on the bathroom floor and posing with guys I’ve never seen before.

I will never forget these girls, or that night.

Simply Beautiful

Just read this off tumblr and wanted to share (

I want to sleep with you, in the most innocent sense of the phrase. I don’t know, I guess something about being able to synchronize our breathing to our own heartbeats really attracts me to the idea. I’d love to fall asleep to the sound of your voice and the smell of your hair. If I had my way, we’d cuddle and tell each other childhood stories before finally falling into a silent bliss. I want to sleep with you because I want to see if you snore, and if you do, I’ll tease you about it for the rest of our lives together. I want to be able to wake you up with a dozen kisses, just to stare into your eyes and silently communicate to you just how much I love you, because I just can’t find the words. Look forward to waking up to the smell of pancakes and pure sunshine, but don’t go anywhere. Yes that’s right, I’m cooking you breakfast in bed

Why are Young People Unhappy?

Benjamin Studebaker

I’ve noticed an interesting article floating around the internet. The piece, entitled “Why Generation Y Yuppies Are Unhappy” sees rampant narcissism and self-entitlement as the source of young people’s unhappiness. Does it have a case? Let’s take a look.

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