Delirious


--and if you can't see anything beautiful about yourself, get a better mirror, look a little closer, stare a little longer because there's something inside you that made you keep trying.


Amanda; 16 years old. Kingston, Canada.
Always here. Good listener. Taken <3. Follow for follow.

-- as if depression is something that can be remedied by any of the contents found in a first aid kit.
Theme by Go-Crazy.

+

youngstero:

SOMEONE THOUGHT ABOUT YOU A LOT TODAY PROBABLY

(via emmamariexd)

+
thefruitythebooty: simsgonewrong: Come, sit down. his eyes say ‘bedroom’, but his hands say ‘hospital’
+
+
offendings: shittyme: ionlyblogturtles: livingmywayeveryday: vickified: “If a clock could count down to the moment you meet your soul mate, would you want to know?” lol yes, so then i can shave. Has anyone written a book about this yet? I think it’d be interesting!!!!!!      One minute, 37 seconds.     My legs are shaking. Holy cow, there is no way I can do this. None.     One minute, 29 secods.     I glance around at the faces surrounding the room. Of course my Meeting would take place in the gross, overcrowded cafeteria.     One minute, six seconds.     Somewhere within these four walls, someone has the exact same countdown on their wrist. They’re going through the exact same pressure as me.      54 seconds.     Mom said I should be excited, not nervous. Yet I still find myself wiping my sweaty palms on my dress. I can’t believe she talked me into wearing a dress. I mean, shouldn’t  my Soul Mate meet me as I normally am? All plain jeans, blah shirts, and wild brown curls?     30 seconds.     Something deep within me tells me to stand up. I do, drawing the attention of my tablemates. They all know too. They smile encouragingly up at me. I chew my lip nervously.     25 seconds.     That same feeling pulls me towards the center of the room. My stomach drops away from me as I take a step in that direction.     20 seconds.     I continue in that direction. With each step the tempo of my heart picks up.     19. Faster.     18. Quicker.     17. More rapid.     16.  It’s racing.     Oh my god this is it. The moment my life changes forever.     My eyes search frantically around the cafeteria, searching for someone who looks as nervous as me. For someone who’s heading towards their future with no sense of direction like me.     10 seconds.     The feeling directs me slightly to the left. I turn to accomodate.     5. My heart has given up entirely.     4. I stop walking.     3. Just waiting left.     2. Everything is about to change.     1. Deep breath.      0000 d 00 h  00 m  00 s      Someone bumps my shoulder. I twirl around and my gray eyes meet blue, blue ones.     “Hello there, love. It appears as though we’re Soul Mates then, eh?”     As my words fail me, the only thing I can think is “I’m so glad I shaved this morning.” ^^^ THIS IS AMAZING FUCK PERFECT SOMEHOW THE GUY SEEMS FUCKING PERFECT TOO AH FUCK
+
+
+

brandnewswastikas:

Put a pancake on a girl’s head when she’s asleep to keep her warm and safe. 

(via emmamariexd)

+
thelovenotebook: Love quotes? you will love this blog!
+
+
psych-facts: More here
+

fleshscars:

how do i uninstall anxiety

(Source: raspberrying, via emmamariexd)

+
thelovenotebook: LOVE, LIFE AND PERSONAL QUOTES
+

one day an insane person is going to threaten me with a gun and im going to make some stupid joke and thats how my life will end

(Source: rneerkat, via emmamariexd)

+
  • romeo: if i was thy boyfriend
  • romeo: i'd never let thou go
  • romeo: i canst take thou places thou hath not been before
  • romeo: and i can be thy gentleman
  • romeo: swagger swagger swagger
  • romeo: swagger on thou
+
  • me in 1st grade: wow swearing is so bad i won't ever swear
  • me now: pass the motherfuckin salt you fuck