Intellectual. Athlete. Free spirit.
Nature. Fashion. Live Music. The Water. Laughing. Sleeping. Kissing. Cuddling. Cats. Books. Pillows. People.
Ask me anything
Tragedy really makes relationships stronger. I’m so used to living a meaningless perfect life, and people look at me like I am lucky. The more mistakes I make, the more my heart gets broken, the more truth I learn, the more real I feel. I’ve fucked up big time, and I can’t explain how much it makes me appreciate my parents, my siblings, and my best friends. No ones life is perfect, but at least I can say I have genuine love surrounding me.
"For what it’s worth: it’s never too late or, in my case, too early to be whoever you want to be. There’s no time limit, stop whenever you want. You can change or stay the same, there are no rules to this thing. We can make the best or the worst of it. I hope you make the best of it. And I hope you see things that startle you. I hope you feel things you never felt before. I hope you meet people with a different point of view. I hope you live a life you’re proud of. If you find that you’re not, I hope you have the strength to start all over again."
F. Scott Fitzgerald (via venebelle)(via jennaanne01)
SENIOR TRIP 2012.
Time for a whirlwind of adventures with my classmates. I fucking hate these shitheads almost more than I love them. shall be interesting! see you in a week.
The way I am feeling right now cannot be brought to words. The magnitude of growth I have experienced over the last year is unmeasurable. I would not be okay right now if I didn’t feel comfortable with myself. I have a so much greater grasp on myself at this point than I did one year ago. It’s purely unreal.
I am officially done with High School. I’m never gonna walk those halls with those kids again.
I’m sitting here balling, not because I won’t see people again, not because high school is over, not because I am growing up, but because I have no idea what the future holds for all of the relationships that have meant everything to me for the last 12 years of my life. I have this urge to tell every single one of my classmates that I love them and make everything alright even though it hasn’t been alright for a very long time.
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