mint-bliss:

if i had these lips, i would be the happiest person ever

First thing I want to do with you is lay in bed with you all day.

Accomplishment: I cleaned my room.

Time to charge my GameBoy SP and play some POKEMON.

(Source: nicholecullen)

Got my eyebrows threaded for the first time ever!

(Source: inthenameofjoy)

Disrespect [Rant]

The way you treat someone directly influences how they feel about themselves, especially if they are emotional creatures, like humans.  Humans constantly feel the desire to fit into society, explaining their vast expenses on extravagant luxuries, such as designer clothing, brand name appliances, cars, and other material items that display their conformity to the status quo.  By lying outside of the status quo, we are vulnerable and weak without the pack.

By disrespecting any human, we isolate them from said pack.  We throw them into the wilderness, naked and without any form of protection.  Theoretically, they have a fine chance at survival, yet this is psychologically worrying.  Psychologically, abandonment scars a human leaving them feel uncomfortable with themselves.  

In my case, every time I am disrespected, mistreated, or insulted by these cruel facts of human nature, I feel like I fit in no where. I feel like humanity has left me to fight for myself without the compassion in which those that fit have.  

Basically, I’m tired of being disrespected and treated like a piece of sh*t by society.  Treat me like how you would like to be treated.  Is that not how I treat you?  Do I not speak to you with kindness in my words (with all that I can attempt to use properly) and compassion in my heart?  Do I not act like you are my equal and my colleague, and not my inferior?  Do I not hold you to the esteem that I would like to be treated with?

Basically, folks.  You wouldn’t want to be outcasted.  So, why would you ever outcast someone?  Human contact is especially difficult to create nowadays… is it not? Because of twitter, tumblr, facebook, and other online sites that keep true humans from meeting and speaking face to face.  Therefore, if I speak to you one-on-one, I obviously hold your attention very important to me.  

So why would you not treat me the same way? Every person is special.  Cherish them while they are alive instead of when they are dead because then it is too late.  Rather than neglecting and taking for granted who they are, it’d be better to love them as they are. 

By being the bigger person for so long, I realized that I have only instigated the idea that by being a nice person, I will never stand up for myself.  That is a lie. I merely do not want to offend you because I value your friendship.  However, if you do not value mine, then you are not worth my time or my compassion.  I do not bother socializing with many people because honestly it is not worth the time, sometimes.  Some people are merely those that drag you down and use you when useful to themselves.  Those people are meant to be left behind, and I’m tired of being dragged down by these low-lives. 

Stay conscious of how your actions and words affect others.

I can’t help but concede and try to give you everything you want.

(Source: miss-mi)

leendalove:

i want a dog. now :(

(Source: pussinboots-)

Let the depression kick in.

P.M.S. Rant

Not sure if it’s PMS. Hope it is, making me all emotional in the wee hours of the night, soon to be morning that is.  

But basically these imbalances in my hormones make me feel so unstable… they make me uncomfortable in my own skin, like I don’t belong anywhere.  And the only place I can possibly find refuge is in your arms, but you’re too far away to do that.  All I can do is stare at your face through Skype and smile at you from afar.  What I’d do for just a hug and a pat on the head to comfort me as I’m sniffling away at the smallest things right not.  

These little worries that pop in my head— are they just the hormones speaking or maybe my own little insecurities about you, spawned from my own self-consciousness? It is a possibility that I fear abandonment, spawned from a lack of a paternal guardian in my childhood.  At the same time, it could be possibly because of my own fear that that would apply to me, that I fear that I will be the one that leaves you.  I mean, I already have a black mark on my report card, ifyouknowwhatImean… I fear so much, and I think too much.  It’s only a nuisance to you, these insecurities…

Yet I can’t help brush these worries away.  Because I’m scared to lose you.  Because I think things could truly work out.  If only if only I weren’t so scarred and cautious of where I tread.  Had I been the girl I was a year ago, I would have been perfect.  But now, I think I think too much.

I cling to you like a child, like an infant that does not know where home is.  I truly do not know where I belong, probably strengthening my grip on you.  I just wished you’d grip back.  You do your best, I know.  I appreciate it and love how much you do, but subconsciously I just want the same amount of need that I hold for you.

It’s the first time I’ve minded that my boyfriend doesn’t want PDA with me, with or without friends around. It’s the first time that I’d want PDA. It’s the first time I worry so much when apart.  
Stop worrying, Vivian. Stop worrying.  Just let everything happen! I used to tell myself this all the time.  But for some reason, just letting things happen feels like it might not be enough in the future.

I mean plenty of well-fit couples that TRY, still end up apart.  So what happens if we just let things happen, and never try to control our own fate… is it inevitable…  again. I’m at a paradox concerning fate. Is fate real, or do we control our own fate, or do we control our own actions that lead to an ultimate uncontrollable fate…. so is it worth trying…?

Oh again, my mind rants at such wee hours of the night… goodnight and goodmorning. 

(Source: makesyourmouthwater)