BREAKUP CAKE

He sees me. He sees who am i. He sees what others are to busy or to blind to see. He sees me.

When I see problems, he sees the possibilities in them. Solutions where I can only see trouble. And I am thankful for that. A shoulder to lean on. A hand to hold. A person to love. That's him. And I absolutely adore him. Especially his morning smile. And they way he looks at the lifelines in my hands. How he follows them with the tips of his fingers. How it usually tickles. How he says: "your lifelines say that we are forever." And I believe him. No matter what he says. I will believe him. And that is power. That is making yourself so vulnerable that it scares you but you still take the risk. The chance of letting yourself love - and be loved in return.

My butterflies become suicide bombers and throw themselves at the walls of my stomach when I see or hear your name. Which is a good feeling since it is the feeling that I have always associate with love. And that I can still feel it after 1 and a half year makes me believe in us, believe in that we are forever.

We are forever.

CREDIT:LELOVE

BABY LETS RUN

WOULD LOVE TO HAVE THESE. I MEAN DIE FOR IT.LMAO

CREDITS:TUMBLR

BEACH.BEACH.S.U.M.M.E.R.

SUMMER LOVIN<3

WE ARE THE ATMOSPHERE

i feel gloomy and alone

credits.weheartit

i scream for icecream

im posting old pictures if you guys notice.:))

plaid top: ol shoppe
acid wash shorts: ol shoppe
chain bag: mango
hobo sandals: sm

I am woman! I am invincible! I am pooped!

I always feel like I’m struggling to become someone else. Like I’m trying to find a new place, grab hold of a new life, a new personality. I guess it’s part of growing up, yet it’s also an attempt to reinvent myself. By becoming a different me, I could free myself of everything. I seriously believed I could escape myself- as long as I made the effort. But I always hit a dead end. No matter where I go, I still end up me. What’s missing never changes. The scenery may change, but I’m still the same old incomplete person. The same missing elements torture me with a hunger that I can never satisfy. I guess that lack itself is as close as I’ll come to define myself. For your sake, I’d like to become a new person. It may not be easy, but if I give it my best shot, perhaps I can manage to change. The truth is, though, if put in the same situation again, I might very well do the same thing all over. I might very well hurt you all over again. I can’t promise anything. That’s what I meant when I said I had no right. I just don’t have the confidence to win over that force in me.

beanie: promod
top: refill
belt: celine
denim shorts: thrifted
studded flats: sm
bag: chloe'
jacket: rfg

MEXICAN TIME

my boyfriend took me for a mexican delight.yummmmmmmmm.nachos, quesadilla and soft tacos is one of my fave food.

WISHLIST

a good breakfast is on my first list because its been ages since i eat a very good meal at morning

i have plenty of dresses but these are just simply irresistible just like topshop and forever21 dresses.i would love to wear it on a very sunny day with my floral sandals and a big fedora hat with a very big goofy smile on my face:)

and yeahhhhhhh i can scream for 36 minutes without breathing if someone will give me those incredible short shorts. i wish im that artsy to make my own studded denim shorts or im just too lazy to do it. wants me to find a summer job for this little fantasy creatures.

ill be posting pictures of things i want or things i cant simply get. this section will be my wishlist and ill keep posting of things i dream about:)

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EYES LIKE A SHUTTER.MIND LIKE A LENS

When you’re struggling with something, look at all the people around you and realize that every single person you see is struggling with something, and to them, it’s just as hard as what you’re going through

my weekend went good so far and im having sunburn obssesion. my skin tone is tan and i wanted to have a darker complexion so i decided to spent the afternoon at our rooftop and my boyfriend took some pitures of me and yeah i played dress-up and put velvet red lipstick.here are the snop shots:)

lace neckline top: for me
mickey mouse denim shorts: thrifted
knee-highs: puma
shoes: leaveland

RANDOM THINGS I ENJOY

Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn’t it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life…You give them a piece of you. They didn’t ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like smile at you, and then your life isn’t your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like ‘maybe we should be just friends’ turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It’s a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.nut i long for love

IM GOING TO SHARE SOME PICTURES OF ME AND MY BOYFRIEND. MY FAVORITE PUPPY. THIS IS MY SUMMER I KNOW ITS BORING BUT THATS HOW BORING I AM.CUDDLES.ICECREAM.SHOPPING