Damn, I wish I looked like this when I was her age
(Source: sunsets--and-silhouette-dreams, via keep-itup)
Damn, I wish I looked like this when I was her age
(Source: sunsets--and-silhouette-dreams, via keep-itup)
You cannot be free until you free yourself.
You must fly far away from your comfort.
When you don’t know where the next step leads you, take it anyway.
It will only move you forward.
-A.Holcombe
(Source: copitadenieve)
What would life would be like without expression faces?
Since text is our main form of communication these days, it is imperative you understand the correct usage and the importance of the “expression face”.
“Hi” can be taken in just soo many different ways;
Hi (Casual and cool. Trying not to sound too eager)
Hi! (An exclamation mark after “Hi” means you are; just a friend, you initiated the text with “hi!” first, or I’m tipsy and overly excited. (Use the exclamation mark sparingly after “hi”..however… “Hey!” is ok.
Hi… (Awkward.)
Hi :) (This is tricky… this can be taken very flirtatiously, usually because it is meant to. It’s cute, and who doesn’t like getting a smiley face?)
Hi ;) (Well hello, I was just thinking about you naked.)
Hi :D (We have a cool friendship, relationship, and I’m in a really good mood.)
Hi :P (I probably did something I know I shouldn’t have, and I’m trying to keep things light, cute and funny)
Hi :( (You’re a close enough friend that I’m open with my life, or you already know the reason I’m sad, or, I just feel emo.)
Hi -_- (I’m not happy with you and I want you to know it. Your next text better be an apology for whatever it is you did. If not, I will replace the expression with…
Hi. (A period. I’m pissed and you already know it.)
HI. (CAPS are just annoying. IT REALLY IS. So please refrain from doing so, ever.)
My face of choice? The “wink”
I can’t remember life before the wink.
It just makes everything you say, cooler.
-A. Holcombe
Go ahead, belittle me again
It’s nothing new, I’ll bite my tounge and take it in,
Who are you to say I’m nothing great?
All you are is full of hate,
Your words are fuel to my fire,
The more you say, the more I realize that all you are is just a liar
It’s so pathetic the way you put me down,
A full grown man that barks just like a hound,
I’m glad I ever met you,
Just so I can warn the rest of what I never knew,
You say I’m young and maybe just too immature,
But honey please, for what you have there is no cure,
Laugh and point at all my mistakes,
The only one I ever made was keeping you after our first date,
You say you can replace me, but baby don’t forget,
That I’m far too good for you, and we both know I’m the best you ever hit ;)
What’s the matter Grandpa, can’t find someone your own age?
So you may be rich, but I’d rather settle for minimum wage,
Oops, are your feelings hurt?
Should have thought twice before you treated me like dirt,
Whatever, I’m through with it,
Find someone new to deal with your s**t.
-A. Holcombe
(Source: wander-until-it-makes-sense)
If I were to forget, all the things you said, the hurt, the pain and all the humility,
It would mean to forget my pride, the last remains of all my dignity,
I cannot let myself forgive you, though my heart wishes for nothing more,
To pretend it never happened, and I’d still feel the warmth when I walked through your front door,
No longer can I go on with a half broken heart, it’s crying to be set free
One more sleepless night, and my heart will forever be lost at sea,
Your love is no longer worth the risk, you’ve said too much to keep me loving you,
I‘ve daydreamed it time and time again, all the ways I’ll tell you- that you and I, are finally through.
You think I’m cold?
Don’t worry, it will be hot enough in hell.
This is so true.
I’ve had conversations with those who have graduated with the highest level of degree possible, from the the most elite schools in the country- and yet was bored to death with the conversation.
Why?
Because I want to hear your opinions, not your professors, not the author of the book, I want to hear your thought process, your analytical opinion of the matter.
(Source: imperecivellucidez, via alanaraemusic-deactivated201201)
(Source: whitster)