I don't celebrate new years...
Let me tell you why. Last year, I was home alone watching movies while my mom went out to my uncle’s and my younger brother spent it with his friends. I watched “My life in Ruins” checked facebook, and went to bed at 10pm. I was not invited by anyone to go out or hang out at anyone’s house. The main reason for that, however, was because my best friends were at the time 24...
alexisgorges asked: Ok 13 and 5 ;)
WHAT A FUCKING BADASS!
mom: why are you smiling at the computer
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anestivega replied to your photo: Got my bangs dyed red, yo! It was my x-mas gift… So. Freakin. Beautiful!!! Thanks, man! :D
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mariatatuada replied to your photo: Got my bangs dyed red, yo! It was my x-mas gift… Duuuuuuuuuuuuuude, you look frickin’ amazing. :D :D :D Thankssssss! :D I love my new color so much!
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I will write about the following, anonymous or not leave one in my ask box Dear person I hate, Dear person I like, Dear ex bestfriend, Dear bestfriend, Dear *anyone*, Dear Santa, Dear mom, Dear dad, Dear future me, Dear past me, Dear person I’m jealous of, Dear person I had a crush on,
You can call it anything
thetruthisone: Call it God The Universe The Source The Self Me You Call it a fucking flower. What matters is this: It is everything. And it sees through all things. It is birthless, deathless, fearless and desireless. It is the creator, sustainer and destroyer of all reality. It is the dreamer and the dream. Most importantly It is you.