"Sometimes you just have to forget what you feel and remember what you deserve." Tweet This

If you really knew me...

You'd know that:
-I am a really emotional person.
- I care entirely too much about what other people think.
- I can promise that I will ALWAYS be there for you.
- I take everything to heart.
-I have high expectations and I am almost always let down.
-I treasure my friendships because I know what it's like to be on the outside.
- I am extremely picky about the people in my life and I don't let them in easily. But the ones I do give a piece of myself to are really special to me. I guess it's better to be choosy than to let everyone have a piece of you.
-I can't deal with fake girls and fake friends. Grow up.
-I feel a year younger than I really am; weird, I know.
- I have trust issues.
-I keep a lot of what I am feeling inside. It leads to people thinking that I don't care, except I care more than I should.
- I’m the type of person that has to hear things myself. I am so stubborn and regardless of what my friends tell me, I have to do it the hard way. That way I know it’s real and I can’t ever wonder “what-if.”
-I am indecisive and it's such a problem that it takes me forever to choose something as simple as an outfit.
-There's one person that I can't get over no matter how hard that I try.
-I actually mean what I say and I hate when people say things that they can't make happen.
-I don't like games. I like people to be straight up with me.
-I've never had a real boyfriend.
-Moving across the country from San Diego to Shitsville, Florida my senior year of high school has traumatized me.
-I am sometimes scared that I am not normal.
-I hate that I am often not taken serious, even though I follow through with just about everything that I do.
-I am always afraid that I will disappoint someone by not doing the "right" thing. Tweet This

My Inspiration:

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Photos that make me happy

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Bliss.


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You really want to know what's on my mind?

Family stuff makes me so upset these days. It’s so frustrating that I have to choose between my parents even though I don’t want to. My dad makes me feel guilty that I want to stay with my mom when I am only going to be back in Florida for a week and haven’t seen her in eight months. I shouldn’t have to feel that way! He knows that I am closer with her and somewhere he had to know that was going to happen all along. It’s like I’m the parent and he’s the child. I just spent a few days with him in Boston...I feel like I’m walking on eggshells, or rather, what feels like broken glass. It's actually funny that I am majoring in Psych because my family is so fucked up and I in turn have so many problems that it's comforting to know most psychologists suggest that all signs point towards family relationships as the number one cause.
The house we have in Florida is nothing like a home and I don’t even have a room there anymore. It almost makes me uncomfortable to go back there. This time of year makes me really nostalgic for Enci town. Currently, I don’t really consider myself to have a home. I loathe Sanford probably more than anything in my life. It is in the middle of nowhere with nothing to do and a place nobody ever leaves. It is full of rednecks and uneducated and ignorant African Americans. Think apple bottom jeans and boots with the fur. There are thunderstorms just about every day of the summer and after growing up 5 minutes away from the beach, an hour means hitting up the beach for a bit is not happening. I can’t even convey how much I HATE that place. I consider my real home to be in California. 2978 Las Olas court to be exact. I hate that we had to move my senior year of high school. I will forever resent this decision made by my parents. You don’t really realize how much a home really means until you don’t have one. Coming back from college, all I really want is to come back to something comfortable, with the amenities that you don’t have at school-meals cooked for you, laundry magically done, and my room. My bed. My dog. The stuff that I left behind. I guess you know you are grown up when the only thing you’d go back for is family...except that’s broken too. Nothing is the same anymore and I feel like my parents aren’t there for me anymore. Maybe that’s just what growing up means and your friends become your family.
Thank god I have wonderful, supportive friends who have been there for me when I wanted to look to my family and couldn’t. I love you with all my heart. I really don’t know what I would do without you <3 Tweet This

I found this yesterday and almost died laughing. Insanely funny and true.

"WAKE UP IN THE MORNING FEELING LIKE A HIPSTER. PUT ON MY GLASSES AND MY PLAID SHIRT IM GUNNA CHECK MY FLICKR. BEFORE I LEAVE GRAB MY TRIANGLE AND MY CAMERA BAG CUZ WHEN I LEAVE FOR THE FOREST I AIN’T COMING BACK. IM TAKING DREAMY VINTAGE PHOTOS, WEARING INDIE CLOTHES CLOTHES, SARCASM BLOWING UP OUR CONVOS. DROP TOPPIN PLAYING OUR FAVORITE PLAYLISTS, BAD GRAMMAR GETTING US REALLY PISSED PISSED, TRYING TO GET ON THE RECOMMENDED BLOGS LIST. DON’T STOP MAKE IT POP HANG YOUR DREAMCATCHER UP, TONIGHT IMA FIGHT ANONS TILL THE SUNLIGHT. TIK TOK ON THE CLOCK BUT THE REBLOGGING NEVER STOPS NO OH OH OH, NO OH OH OH." Tweet This