ambedo n. a kind of melacholic trance in which you become completely absorbed in vivid sensory details—raindrops skittering down a window, tall trees leaning in the wind, clouds of cream swirling in your coffee—which leads to a dawning awareness of the haunting fragility of life

looking at the things i have to do this week and just staring at it because idk how to start without bawling and collapsing onto the floor or ripping my heart out

• Kids at my school: so what we get drunk, so what we smoke weed, we're just havin fun, we dont care who sees.
• Me:  so what we reblog, so what we dont sleep, we're runnin a blog, we dont care who sees. unless youre from my school then gtfo.

of course my parents wouldn’t let me go out during prom night OF COURSE

My socially awkward life 

• person: hey
• me: good thanks

i love you shiela.

this was the only homework i had today and i’m still staying up to finish it 

Do one math problem, 15 minutes of tumblr.

Repeat.

• Whoever grades my AP test: What... what are those stains? Are those tears?

theyellovvbrickroad:

is this what it feels like to be on acid

gurl imma have to call you back

“You say that you love rain, but you open your umbrella when it rains. You say that you love the sun, but you find a shadow spot when the sun shines. You say that you love the wind, but you close your windows when wind blows. This is why I am afraid, you say that you love me too.”
— William Shakespeare  (via odaro)