my name is elizabeth and i'm eighteen and i'm an history major and sorority girl and i like bad music and fashion and art and films and nature and sports and religion and boys (i don't kiss boys) (boys kiss me) and eddie vedder said i was pretty once ok i'm kind of a dumbass bye
written by Eartha Kitt (via thatkindofwoman)
I was always conscious of how the fleeting moments we shared fit together like a story. Foreshadowing, symbols, motifs and metaphors wove together all too convincingly, forming the silhouette of what I wanted to believe. I wanted to believe we were meant for each other, that our love was preordained and my only role was to tread the pre-carved path to my destiny.
Today, I read an article about a woman with HIV who was raped. The man that attacked her is now HIV positive. All of the commentary surround this was about how she should have told him she was HIV+ and that women with HIV should have a badge or special underwear so that this doesn’t happen to another man. It is 12:12am and I am already done with the world.
I”m going to Charlotte tomorrow night after my younger brother’s birthday dinner and staying with big and going out. I haven’t really gone out in so long and I’m ready to cut loose for a while, and I’m ready to spend time by myself emotionally and have fun. My life feels like a whole 180 in just a week, and it’s a lot different and in some ways a lot more sad, but ultimately I’m happy. I’m moving on, and I’m excited. Really, I am. For once. It’s a whole new beginning.
Cool Kids - Echosmith
written by John Waters (via detailsdetales)
It hurts so bad, it hurts and I don’t know how to make it stop hurting but it does and I can’t help it because it hurts