Thursday, February 24, 2011
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Thursday, February 17, 2011

Taken by myself, Edited by my Tumblr http://sajinsul.tumblr.com/ and Flickr http://www.flickr.com/photos/46154766@N07/ friend. She was nice enough to edit it for me :)
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
Friday, February 11, 2011
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
Monday, February 7, 2011
When you get to know someone, all their physical characteristics start to disappear. You being to dwell in their energy, recognize the scent of their skin. You see only the essence of the person, not the shell. That's why you can't fall in love with beauty or looks. You can lust after it, be infatuated by it, want to own it. You can love it with your eyes and your body, but not your heart. That's why when you really connect with a person, any physical imperfections disappear, become irrelevant.
Saturday, February 5, 2011
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
You don’t know what its like being the “friend”, the one that never gets the boyfriend. I’m the girl who is best friends with the pretty girl who gets all the attention and the hot guys who talk to me about how cool my hot best friend is and how much they like her. It fucks with your self-esteem so bad and you start to think to yourself maybe I’m just suppose to be the “friend” and not the pretty girl who gets all the attention, maybe thats the who I am. You never tell anyone how you really feel because you don’t want to come off as “jealous” or “desperate” to your friends so you just keep it inside and let it just eat at you and eat at you. All you want is for someone to see you may not be as skinny and pretty as your friend but you’re just as amazing as her.
Story of my life.
Story of my life.
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