Grades are out and I have mixed emotions. On one hand, I should be thankful. I don’t have to quit school. LONG STORY. On the other hand. I am a B student. I am mediocre. I am disappointed at myself. I should still be thankful.
Maybe we should develop a Crayola bomb as our next secret weapon. A happiness...– Robert Fulghum (via writingsarah) (via quote-book)
I just wanna hold her hand, be her man I wanna...
I want to be six again.
talkaboutspoonable: To Whom it May Concern: I am hereby officially tendering my resignation as an adult, in order to accept the responsibilities of a 6 year old. The tax base is lower. I want to be six again. I want to go to McDonald’s and think it’s the best place in the world to eat. I want to sail sticks across a fresh mud puddle and make waves with rocks. I want to think M&Ms are better...
I’m still scared, though. Still so very scared.
Human beings can lose their lives in libraries. They ought to be warned.– Saul Bellow (via bunnymitford) (via quote-book)
White clouds on black skies. I wonder how the moonlight will paint you...– Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson (via tylerknott) (via quote-book)
There are some people I do not need in my life. It’s time to filter them out, methinks. One by one. I’m sorry if you’re part of that list. But self-righteous people have no place in my world. No place at all. Call me a bitch, go ahead. But at least I’m not fake.
Shitless. I was better. I know I was.
Oh sige, while I’m here. It’s summer. This means I have no papers to edit, because there is no school for people to make papers for. And I have no papers to write, because it’s summer nga eh. No school nga eh, kulit. I need a writing/editing job. Not a job-job. Kahit make me do an article for something or other, or if you have any papers for your summer classes you want me to...
GREAT. I have a Tumblr. HAHA :|