forest.
April 2011
The Pinay Life of Queen Biyachessa: Solid Proof of RAMY →
biyachessa.tumblr.com
Just because of my current addiction with the Secret Life of the American Teenager (yes, I know there’s so much angst, but can you blame me for living vicariously through a show? No, you can’t!), I have decided to list down reasons why the ANTI-RAMYS should know that there is a RAMY whether or not…
March 2011
Sometimes I feel like everyone hates me. I'm not good enough for anyone. I'm not good enough for my boyfriend, I don't meet my parent's standards, and I feel left out from my friends. I wish I was prettier, I wish I was skinnier, I wish I was smarter, I just wish I was better. I know that's selfish of me but I just feel so alone.
THIS.
when you’re pissed off and dont know what to do
Why is Tumblr so close to my actual life?
“how can you not find everything you need in all of this? potatoes, rice, and bread, we’ll burn it as we take it in. sing your heart out, sing it like you mean it, you’re gonna sing everything you’re thinking, and you’re gonna sing it until they’re listening. cause if it really brings us all together, i’d say that settles all arguments of difference, surviving just by questioning, can you imagine if we all started demanding? i can play along to every record, front and back every song, and every word means as much to me as every word means to you. they can make an industry selling people the things they want to hear, if this is worth anything, we will sell it for humility, it will take us farther than the posture you’re fronting.”
—Against Me! (via a-clockwork-kelley)
Aaaahh I need to watch Misfits ! I feel incomplete :(
People in the School.
The dramatic people.
The hyperactives
The hot guys who you will never date.
The popular girls.
The popular guys.
The shy people.
The girl who’s always crying/sad.
The Cool Teacher.
The teacher that we ALL hate:
The ‘party’ people.
The guy/girls who’s always sleeping in class
The Stupid Blonde:
The ‘couple’ who’s always kissing
The pervert
The one who really don’t care anything.
The funny.
The slut.
My friends.
Oh…and, there’s me.
