The Coldest Story Ever Told.

OVERFLOWING SELF-ESTEEM RIGHT HIRRRR HAHAHAHA

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“cool jeans,” i tell a cute boy

little did he know that i actually talking about his genes because those chromosomes have combined beautifully ay papi

I swear I’m gonna try this some time! Hahahahaha

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just feelin’ it. you know. or not. k. why am I even reblogging this.

just feelin’ it. you know. or not. k. why am I even reblogging this.

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via tinaxxxsimone / 1 year ago / 225,186 notes / irrelevant,
It’s 2am and I’m craving for a real good pasta. But I’d most probably just sleep this off. Pssssh! Life.

It’s 2am and I’m craving for a real good pasta. But I’d most probably just sleep this off. Pssssh! Life.

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Oddity

Oddity

wow, this one’s cute.

via loveyourchaos / 1 year ago / 185,505 notes /
Try to make at least one person happy every day. If you cannot do a kind deed, speak a kind word. If you cannot speak a kind word, think a kind thought.
- Lawrence G. Lovasik (via yanchik)

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Why do people have to be this lonely? What’s the point of it all? Millions of people in this world, all of them yearning, looking to others to satisfy them, yet isolating themselves. Why? Was the Earth put here just to nourish human loneliness?
- Haruki Murakami - Sputnik Sweetheart (via murakamistuff)
via murakamistuff / 1 year ago / 579 notes /

Out and In, I Go.

If you’re to ask me “what’s up?”, one word: Finals.

That explains all. I mean, just come to think of the words you can associate with the term. Mine would be pressure, hard work, study, stress, books, laws, memorization, sleepless, eyebags, sembreak and most of all “end”.

End. The term “finals” technically implies the end – end of the semester, end of all your enrolled subjects, end of something which has begun just about 5 months ago. But it’s not. It’s not yet the end, it’s the worst period for students and it’s fraud. It makes us think that sembreak is going to happen very soon enough, but in the meantime, we’re caught in the middle of our books/reading and/or review materials/cases/codals, name it. You’re supposed to go through all the papers that are spread all over your bed, your table, your room, but the thing is, you can’t find what you most needed from there – focus.

In plain statement, though I have been stuck in my room since before yesterday’s sunrise, I was not able to, and still struggling to, give so much focus on this. I want my vacay, but I still have a week or so of torture to bear.

So I AIR IT OUT, and I let it SINK INTO me deep. Deep enough to make me find that hard-ass focus that I’ve been trying to catch all day long.

Wish me luck as I also wish you (all those whose in the same shoes as mine) the same. 


via icanread / 1 year ago / 5,195 notes /
Oh well, yeah, goodnight from my face.

Oh well, yeah, goodnight from my face.

If I could just sticky-note this on my forehead. Ugh.

If I could just sticky-note this on my forehead. Ugh.

via loveyourchaos / 1 year ago / 6,836 notes /
 
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