You know, I really wasn’t pissed off yesterday about the whole situation, but the more I think about it, I am actually very pissed. I am genuinely a very understanding person, but I am also someone very loyal. And do because of these things, I try to pick people as friends that are as well. Guess once again I am the fool. Please, don’t tell me that you will come somewhere with me when you know you have previous commitments. But I gave you such far advance notice of this party that it was ridiculous. Seriously, who the hell plans a grad party so early that they start with the invitations in late February/early March? Also another bone I have to pick with some of my so-called “friends”: I invited you for a reason. But then you check-in on Facebook with another friend, and then claim that no one likes you. Guess what, this is an influencing factor as to why. Do you even realize how rude that is? I get if you had to work or couldn’t get a ride, or just flat out forgot, I understand these things. But when you just completely ignore me, yeah that’s a final straw
- A compliment
- A story
- Why you follow me
- If you met me what would you do
- A cute message
- One thing you want to tell me
- One thing you want to know about me
Particularly the story please. I love hearing people’s stories.
I see a little silhouetto of a man
ScaraMOUCHE scaraMOUCHE
Will you do the fandango?
THUNDERBOLTS AND LIGHTNING
VERY VERY FRIGHTENING
Me!
Galileo,Galileo
Galileo,Galileo
Galileo, Figaro
magnificooooooooooo~
Holding hands may seem like an innocent gesture, but they show more than a simple interlocking of fingers. Your hands are one of the most essential parts of your body: you build with them, feed with them, hold with them, touch with them, fight with them; they are the tools of the human body. To take a hold of another’s hand is to break from living individually. It is to link yourself to another being, to momentarily entwine your life with another’s, to promise, for a moment, that you need not face the world alone. More simple, more aesthetically naive than other forms of affection, i.e kissing, hugging, sexing.., the act of holding hands is often trivialized in its true implications.
Watch your words, for they become actions.
Watch your actions, for they become habits.
Watch your habits, for they become character.
And watch your character, for it becomes your destiny.
| — | The Iron Lady (via quote-book) |








