if you want to get to know me, follow my smile down into its curves.
all these lines are born in sorrows and in pleasures
and everyone ends up with the face that they deserve.
All I’m saying is, I better feel hella accomplished at the end of this semester//school year
Reblogged from allthesmallwords
When you live with your best friend and your schedules are so fucked up that you never see each other and it fucks your life up
This is the story of a girl. Who cried a river and drowned the whole world. And while she looks so sad in photographs i absolutely love her
This song literally started blasting in my head as soon as I hit reblog and I don’t know why and IM VERY TIRED SO I GUESS THAT COULD BE WHY SEE YOU SUNDAY FOR DISAPPOINTING FOOTBALL AND SHIT
Guess what kids.
I have to do a personal writing project for one of my classes.
I decided on short stories. One of my professors, who has a habit of cornering me and talking my ear off, but always leads to really good conversation, suggested I take James Joyce’s stance in the Dubliners, and write stories that actually happened to me from ages 12-18, but use different character names. First of all, I know nothing about JJ other than he is an Irish author who is a Modernist who writes really long drawn out sentences. I don’t plan on writing in this style. The idea of just writing things that have happened in my life is what I wanted to do anyway, but I didn’t know what to call it. Personal essays? Baby memoirs? Anyways. Should be interesting. The teacher that assigned this has a real knack for making me feel like a fucking idiot every time I open my mouth during class, so I’m sure he will wipe his ass with whatever I write.