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

In Sleep - Lissie

"I am a dreamer. I know so little of real life that I just can’t help re-living such moments as these in my dreams, for such moments are something I have very rarely experienced. I am going to dream about you the whole night, the whole week, the whole year."
written by Fyodor Dostoyevsky, White Nights  (via tuileries)

Sharon Tate at Cannes Film Festival, 1968

Sharon Tate at Cannes Film Festival, 1968

I FOUND A BOY WHO MAKES ME SO HAPPY AND GIGGLY AND FORGETFUL OF EVERYONE ELSE WITH A PENIS AND HE IS SO CUTE AND SWEET AND SMART AND FUNNY AND WONDERFUL AND STUPID AND HE MAKES ME SMILE AND I AM HAPPY!!!!!!!!!! SO HAPPY!!!!! I FORGOT WHAT IT WAS LIKE TO BE THIS HAPPY WITH SOMEONE!!!!!!!!

If I just stopped eating fast food daily, drank more water, ran and did yoga regularly my body would look AMAZING. Except that I don’t do any of those things and I definitely need to. I need to tone my ass and legs and stomach and arms and make everything less giggly and more tight and toned :-)

Through all my life, I have always been the “almost” girl. I’m the girl who the guy hasalmost hooked up with or almost dated or almost fallen in love with, but time after time, it turns out that I was only almost hot enough to date or almost daring enough to get out of the friend zone. This has left me with a deep-rooted scar that I am only almost good enough; that is, that no matter what, I will never be good enough.

"You’re an interesting species. An interesting mix. You’re capable of such beautiful dreams, and such horrible nightmares. You feel so lost, so cut off, so alone, only you’re not. See, in all our searching, the only thing we’ve found that makes the emptiness bearable, is each other."
written by Carl Sagan (via tuileries)

I think the thing about boy was that I was always too scared to let go of him, even if it just meant holding onto the negativity of us, because it was something. But like, I’m not scared to let go of it anymore. I think, for the first time in years, that I honest to God, am starting to develop feelings for someone. The kinds of feelings where I want to talk to him all day every day, even if it’s about nothing. Or I just gotta see him, and be around him. He’s crazy, and he’s wild, and he’s spontaneous, and God so annoying, but I like those things about him. I like him, I think. And I think he may like me too.


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