I post architectural things, interior things, some pretty things, cute animal things, things with color, some celebrity things, and sometimes things of my own. This is my giant, file-formatted scrapbook made for the world to see.

The Format.

Until I pass the fuck out.

Why are my emotions uncontrollable? 

how are other people suppose to read me when I cant even read myself?

I may potentially give thee worst advice…

So I tend to keep things to myself but I will say this, NEVER leave someone that loved you, for someone who cannot even love or respect themselves.

I will never say I regret any decision that I have ever made, because everything has a consequence that you can learn something from, good or bad. But I can admit when I make a mistake every once in while. Tonight might be one of those times.

I would never take it all back, but I would have done things very differently.

I am happier now than I was 2 months ago, but I am also very sorry.

In need of a giant vent session. If anyone is in the mood to eat girl scout cookies, spill their guts, and let me spill mine, you could be my new best friend. 

INeedToStartMakingMyselfHappy

THESE FUCKING STARBUCKS THINGS ARE SO DUMB. KNOCK IT OFF ASSHOLES. 

okay basically today, north carolina is making it legal to kill a dog of a certain breed

tidesbetween:

after it has stayed in the shelter for 72 hours 

the dogs that fall under this “breed ban” it won’t even get the chance to be adopted

if the owner brings in the dog it will immediately be killed  

the breeds in the “ban” are “bullies” ie: Dobermans, Rottweilers, Chow Chows, German Shepherds, Great Danes, Pitbulls, Mastiffs, Akitas and Huskies

click here to sign the petition 

and reblog the shit out of this. 

LITERALLY FUCK NC IF THIS IS REAL 

THIS.WILL.NOT.HAPPEN.

(via megomall)

FUCK. I want to quit my unpaying job, drop out of this fucking university, and move to the coast, and become a surf editorial and action photographer. please become plausible. 

FUCK. I want to quit my unpaying job, drop out of this fucking university, and move to the coast, and become a surf editorial and action photographer. please become plausible. 

(Source: eastcoastaussie, via soul-surfer)

This is the first day of my life
I swear I was born right in the doorway
I went out in the rain suddenly everything changed
They’re spreading blankets on the beach

Yours is the first face that I saw
I think I was blind before I met you
Now I don’t know where I am
I don’t know where I’ve been
But I know where I want to go

So if you want to be with me
With these things there’s no telling
We just have to wait and see
But I’d rather be working for a paycheck
Than waiting to win the lottery
Besides maybe this time is different

I think its about that time to get my tattoo…