Quando, Quando, Quando
Sometimes I feel guilty for being this happy. It almost seems like it came so easily to me. It could be that these blessings come with terms and conditions that I will discover later, or, it could just be that I made it. I’ve gone through hell and back. I’m back.
"Sleepover? What's wrong with our house?"
Anonymous asked: are you still wit Jacorey or you with someone else?
Me: Go to The Vagina Monologues with me!
Babe: How about you go, and I stay here and go to sleep?
Me: QUIT BEIN' A DICK.
Babe: YOU'RE BEING A VAGINA.
There's Someone Else
It took me a while to come to terms with this. In high school, boys didn’t even want to look at me. I was always the best friend of the pretty girls, and only popular by association, rather than on my own merit. For years, I’ve watched boys come and go for my best friends, and not me. I would always be right next to them, just as visible as they are, but those party invitations meant...
What if the person you were meant to be with could never be yours?– Lauren Kate, Fallen (via hausoftiana)