THE SUGAR TO YOUR COFFEE.

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Chilling with no make-up on :D

Got sick again :(

I hate waking up in the middle of the night with the feeling at dying. You know… Numbing, cold sweat, cold back, dizzy, stomach hurting, pain quivering down the spine. The only time I learn to pray. Curled up in a fetal position begging for the pain to go away. All I can ask for is to make it stop and I promise I will be good. Just give me another day to live.
This happens often, the same every time.

WHAT THE HELL AM I DOING?!

Hey,
I am stuck inside a fucking car waiting for I don’t know what. And I probably wouldn’t remember posting this at all. By the way, I recently realized how hot my Nine West black leather stilletos looks on my feet. I should wear these heels more often, they fit perfectly.
I’ve been watching the tv show Dexter. I got so inspired about Forensics that I actually applied as a transfer student to St.John’s University for Pathology. I don’t know a single shit about this thing! It’s definitely out of my field. All I know is that this was the career me and my closest friend decided to tackle ever since Sophomore year of high school. Oh how I miss Kat. We both wanted to touch dead bodies but not in a necrophilic way. I guess along the way our minds change and things just doesn’t go as planned. Kat’s studying dance at SMC now and I’m studying film. Yup, so much have changed.
Ummm… I’m totally out of my mind right now. Rabble rabble rabble bitch I’m drifting away bleh. I guess I’m just tired.
Still waiting inside a car. Situations like this makes me think of apocalyptic events such as zombie attacks and return fire… lots of fire! Then I start to scare myself that I can’t stop talking, in this case it’s typing.
Gosh, I’m one paranoid son of a bitch! Fucked up as it is I still belong amongst those who label themselves “normal”. What is normal anyways? oh yeah, it’s those people who doesn’t have to practice their fake smile before walking out their comfortable homes. But I don’t practice my smile, I perfercted it which means you could throw me in to your bag of normal people…
Damn, KFC sounds good right now.

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hip-hip-whore-eh:

b0ys-like-brunettes:

laughingstation:

Everyone should reblog this, we need to start protecting our animals from cruelty… We need to keep our animals preserved, so that one day our children will be able to see the beautiful creatures we see.

guys please don’t unfollow me, because I reblogged this and this isn’t hipster. but this is so sad, and I have a huge heart when it comes to animals. especially elephants.

omg i’m gonna cry

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hellokansas:

noregretsjust-love:

Real is Beautiful <3

I agree!  Real IS Beautiful!  UNFORTUNATELY, Marilyn Monroe had multiple plastic surgeries to get to her kind of beautiful.

I am not a blogger, I’m no good at it.

SO…

This is me attempting to blog, attempting life also I guess. I can’t spill the beans if I’m not familiar of the floor where it’ll land. But anyhow, I am fine. I really am.

I’m learning to like what’s around me and knowing that there really are good people out there. I’m just really scared when people stay longer than I thought because then I know I’m doing something right which is rare. I always make mistakes and I’m quite fond of it.

Jeez, I’m distracted. I keep typing random thoughts from my head then hitting the delete bar after because I don’t think they’re things I would want to share over the internet. Bleh!

I think I’ve typed/shared enough.