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I’ve come to the realization that I don’t want to be a nurse anymore. I’m so lost, and have no idea what I want to study in school.  What has happened to me? I used to know exactly what I wanted, and now all I know is that I don’t know anything. My life has somehow turned itself completely upside down. I hope I figure everything out very soon. 


“dreamland”

“dreamland”

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(Source: vi0let-angel, via you-dont-know-him-like-i-do)

“Everyone says that love hurts, but that’s not true. Loneliness hurts, rejection hurts, losing someone hurts. Everyone confuses these things with love; but in reality, love is the only thing that covers up all the pain and makes us feel wonderful again.” —Sarah Dessen 

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pokemonmasterbarbie asked: if it makes you feel any better about what happened at the table (I JUST saw your post about it D: ) Andrea and I only go there because of you and a few others...if you guys weren't there we would have left a loooong time ago...if he ever says anything negative towards you while I'm around there will be hell to pay...you can trust me on that <3

Thank you, Holly!!! I definitely feel the same way about you and Andrea. Ya’ll are the best :) 

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Tonight was one of the best nights I’ve had in such a long time. I’ve almost forgotten what it’s like to be happy. Now its time for bed. I’m super excited that I get to finally sleep in a little bit. 

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Amazing! 

“A heart like mine”

Apparently I’m an insensitive bitch that only ever half listens when people are talking. That doesn’t make any sense to me! Do these people not know me even a little bit!? Because if they did, they would know that I’m more sensitive than the average person and I am a listener by nature, not a talker. Most days now I dread coming to school because I have to deal with “friends”. Sometimes I wish I didn’t have friends. 

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