I’m thinking about this now… Today, do I want to be rash? No, that’s not how it works. It’s snap, that decision, make the choice, don’t think. Just don’t think. And just act, jump on your impulses. Maybe you’ll regret it, but maybe not. And maybe you might hurt yourself and hurt others. But guess what? That’s life, and it’s too short to spend thinking and waiting and dreaming of what could be if you actually just did.
(via eani-beani)
you know what, darling?
you are my female, best-friend, sister love.
i want to bake you wonderful (chocolate) sweets, and you will smile when you indulge in yourself, and hopefully, you won’t worry about your pimples or your appearance when you taste the sweetness and (cliche) love put into the cakes and treats.
i want to write you cute notes and letters because i want to see you smile and your eyes to laugh, sparkling, more throughout the day because you deserve to be reminded of how pretty you are when you smile, and even when you’re not, for you to know that i think you are.
i want to draw, show you things i’ve made to represent our friendship. completely platonic, because my heart goes out to you, especially during your pains. i want to reassure you that the world will go on, and you, my delicate, precious sister, will be okay. no matter what, the world will go on. and yes, often i get caught up in the whirlwind of adulthood and all the complicated things that come up with growing up. but please remember the happier days, when things were simple. and even when we don’t have sleepovers all the time, and we don’t live right next door, or spend every afternoon together, remember when we used to talk on the phone for an hour every day during the summer when you first moved here and our friendship blossomed, talking when it was still awkward to talk on the phone with anyone. i want to remind you, day after day, that you are beautiful, and to be carefree and smile, because you do not need to weigh the world on your small frame, and you should hold your head up high, your face to the sun- despite your (irrational!) fear of tanning- you need to see that the sunlight is always there, warming your heart, even when everything else seems cold. and i hope to always be a sun in your heart, because you have mine and again, you are beautiful. <3 i love you sis, and that’ll never ever ever change. <3 no matter what happens, when time passes, from birth to death, we are sisters and i will always do my best to be there for you. C:
sincerely, my love foreveeerr.
yes, completely platonic. <3
<3 <3
lovequotesrus:
EVERYTHING LOVE
“I’m sorry, it was wrong. I’m sorry, it was all wrong. I’m sorry, I was wrong. I’m sorry it wasn’t real and that I couldn’t give what I didn’t have.”
Reminisce.
First day of the week, done.
Tuesday, lesgooo.
funnybunnydays said: Community Colleges aren’t bad ;)
I know they’re not bad. I have my options though, and more than good success so far.. I just don’t want to miss the “college experience”. I haven’t been to community college, but I do respect the people who do, including the people who take courses to complete credit ahead of time, and those who want to save money, transfer, whatever it is. College, finances, all depends on your situation… But I want to strive for the absolute best I can (or will) get. I do have in mind which college I want to go to… and I’ll just have to work extremely hard to achieve that.
I really don’t want to give in.
It’s not that Arizona State isn’t a good school. It is, I believe it. And I know Barrett Honors College would treat me well… (I hope…)
But this feels like I’m settling, resigning. I don’t want to do that. I want to give my other options… My consideration. It’s so damn difficult when really, money is keeping you simply on one side of a cliff or trench, and it’s nearly impossible to reach the other side, no matter how much you want it.
I guess this is a test to see how much I really, really want it.
I accept the challenge, and I will work damned hard to prove it.
Do you ever just have that one person you have a tiny subtle little crush on and it’s just never going to go away.
Pffft hi. I miss you. I think.
(via lostinthesedreams)