So I jotted down a few factoids about myself. And when I say factoids I mean some vague aspects of my life, because let’s be honest this is the internet and I do not have time to be rolled up on in an alley.
Student in the SEC! (idk why I put an exclamation point, not…
y’all this is my boo baby tori. you should go follow her and help her learn how awesome tumblr is.
I just wanted to drop by and let you know how proud I am of you! you are working so hard, and your pictures are beautiful! congrats on all of your opportunities, and best of luck with your future endeavors!
whomever this is, thank you. i need words like these every once in awhile.
n. the realization that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own—populated with their own ambitions, friends, routines, worries and inherited craziness—an epic story that continues invisibly around you like an anthill sprawling deep underground, with elaborate passageways to thousands of other lives that you’ll never know existed, in which you might appear only once, as an extra sipping coffee in the background, as a blur of traffic passing on the highway, as a lighted window at dusk.
“It’s like he would take a photograph of Sam, and the photograph would be beautiful. And he would think that the reason the photograph was beautiful was because of how he took it. If I took it, I would know that the only reason it’s beautiful is because of Sam. I just think it’s bad when a boy looks at a girl and thinks that the way he sees the girl is better than the girl actually is.”— Charlie, The Perks of Being a Wallflower