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I'm a tard, a performer and a princess. I cry when I laugh too much. Erasable highlighters make me happy. My happiness is shallow and I like it that way. Ask me anything. I like getting asked. I feel smart.

I'm NOT short, I'm bite sized ;)

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Happiness with the bestprend/ girlprend. :) 
(c) @janinakv

Happiness with the bestprend/ girlprend. :)
(c) @janinakv

Train ride to heaven.

Train ride to heaven.

Here comes the sun :)

Here comes the sun :)

City lights.

City lights.

To one of the most amazing people I’ve ever met, I love you. I can’t believe you’re leaving us :( I’m freaking serious when I say that my first year in college would be a complete black hole without you :)))) I remember the day we met and how we clicked instantly and became inseparable. You are freaking amazing. Both talented and beautiful. I love you for being there for me through everything and for dissing people with me and @ohyesjamie. How we’d talk about everything and everyone hahaha. Thank you for teaching us how to put on make-up and how to have fun! Hahaha ;) we have so many memories together. From blueREP plays to parties and to our plastics dates. Even if we’ll be miles apart, I’ll be here for you no matter whatt :) I’ll be cheering you on no matter what you want to do. Don’t forget all of us here when you become famous okay? I hope we made your stay here freakin amazing.  I love youu @kimsantana !!!!! I will miss you! Not goodbye, just be right back right? :) :(

To one of the most amazing people I’ve ever met, I love you. I can’t believe you’re leaving us :( I’m freaking serious when I say that my first year in college would be a complete black hole without you :)))) I remember the day we met and how we clicked instantly and became inseparable. You are freaking amazing. Both talented and beautiful. I love you for being there for me through everything and for dissing people with me and @ohyesjamie. How we’d talk about everything and everyone hahaha. Thank you for teaching us how to put on make-up and how to have fun! Hahaha ;) we have so many memories together. From blueREP plays to parties and to our plastics dates. Even if we’ll be miles apart, I’ll be here for you no matter whatt :) I’ll be cheering you on no matter what you want to do. Don’t forget all of us here when you become famous okay? I hope we made your stay here freakin amazing. I love youu @kimsantana !!!!! I will miss you! Not goodbye, just be right back right? :) :(

thunderpopcola:

This is how you lose her. 
You lose her when you forget to remember the little things that mean the world to her: the sincerity in a stranger’s voice during a trip to the grocery, the delight of finding something lost or forgotten like a sticker from when she was five, the selflessness of a child giving a part of his meal to another, the scent of new books in the store, the surprise short but honest notes she tucks in her journal and others you could only see if you look closely. 
You must remember when she forgets. 
You lose her when you don’t notice that she notices everything about you: your use of the proper punctuation that tells her continuation rather than finality, your silence when you’re about to ask a question but you think anything you’re about to say to her would be silly, your mindless humming when it is too quiet, your handwriting when you sign your name in blank sheets of paper, your muted laughter when you are trying to be polite, and more and more of what you are, which you don’t even know about yourself, because she pays attention. 
She remembers when you forget. 
You lose her for every second you make her feel less and less of the  beauty that she is. When you make her feel that she is replaceable. She wants to feel cherished. When you make her feel that you are fleeting. She wants you to stay. When you make her feel inadequate. She wants to know that she is enough and she does not need to change for you, nor for anyone else because she is she and she is beautiful, kind and good.
You must learn her. 
You must know the reason why she is silent. You must trace her weakest spots. You must write to her. You must remind her that you are there. You must know how long it takes for her to give up. You must be there to hold her when she is about to. 
You must love her because many have tried and failed. And she wants to know that she is worthy to be loved, that she is worthy to be kept.
And, this is how you keep her.

thunderpopcola:

This is how you lose her. 

You lose her when you forget to remember the little things that mean the world to her: the sincerity in a stranger’s voice during a trip to the grocery, the delight of finding something lost or forgotten like a sticker from when she was five, the selflessness of a child giving a part of his meal to another, the scent of new books in the store, the surprise short but honest notes she tucks in her journal and others you could only see if you look closely.

You must remember when she forgets. 

You lose her when you don’t notice that she notices everything about you: your use of the proper punctuation that tells her continuation rather than finality, your silence when you’re about to ask a question but you think anything you’re about to say to her would be silly, your mindless humming when it is too quiet, your handwriting when you sign your name in blank sheets of paper, your muted laughter when you are trying to be polite, and more and more of what you are, which you don’t even know about yourself, because she pays attention.

She remembers when you forget. 

You lose her for every second you make her feel less and less of the  beauty that she is. When you make her feel that she is replaceable. She wants to feel cherished. When you make her feel that you are fleeting. She wants you to stay. When you make her feel inadequate. She wants to know that she is enough and she does not need to change for you, nor for anyone else because she is she and she is beautiful, kind and good.

You must learn her. 

You must know the reason why she is silent. You must trace her weakest spots. You must write to her. You must remind her that you are there. You must know how long it takes for her to give up. You must be there to hold her when she is about to. 

You must love her because many have tried and failed. And she wants to know that she is worthy to be loved, that she is worthy to be kept.

And, this is how you keep her.

me during an exam: lol imma ace dis bitch
me during an exam: the fuck did you just say
me during an exam: alright focus
me during an exam: pffffttt i got this
me during an exam: I'M A GENIUS
me during an exam: whats 5 x 8
me during an exam: lol fuck this
me during an exam: be our guest be our guest be our guest put our service to the test
me during an exam: oh exam right
me during an exam: yeah hear me flip that page
me during an exam: i am better than all of you
me during an exam: peasants
me during an exam: what if everyone can read minds except me
me during an exam: i bet theyre all thinking to each other 'dont tell her you can read minds'
me during an exam: cough if you can hear me
me during an exam: COUGH IF YOU CAN HEAR ME
me during an exam: was i doing something
me during an exam: right test okay
me during an exam: lol i bet i can finish before this bitch
me during an exam: did we learn this
me during an exam: stop breathing so loud
me during an exam: is that really necessary
me during an exam: wow that post on tumblr last night is suddenly the funniest thing i have ever seen
me during an exam: i will kill all of you

“I think too much. Being in my body is much more satisfying than being in my head.”

I need to go to the beach please.

I need to go to the beach please.