Tales of an Ugly Duckling
please explain to me why i am so attracted to guys who are assholes.
(via needy)
its probably something genetic or something >.<
February 2010
January 2010
“You must know… surely, you must know it was all for you. You are too generous to trifle with me. I believe you spoke with my aunt last night, and it has taught me to hope as I’d scarcely allowed myself before. If your feelings are still what they were last April, tell me so at once. My affections and wishes have not changed, but one word from you will silence me forever. If, however, your feelings have changed, I will have to tell you: you have bewitched me, body and soul, and I love, I love, I love you. I never wish to be parted from you from this day on.”
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-Jane Austen (Pride and Prejudice) (via artpixie)
ahem. this was from the movie, if i’m not mistaken. Ms. Austen NEVER had darcy say this….
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Gilmore Girls 1.04
- Luke: You look like you need pie
- Rory: I do?
- Luke: Violent pencil tossing usually signals a need for pie
- Rory: What if I'd thrown a pen?
- Luke: I would've brought you a trout
- Rory: What?!
- Luke: I don't make the rules, I just carry them out.
- Lorelai: Pie for dinner?!
- Luke: You raised her, I just serve her
It started out as a feeling.
Nothing ever feels quite right anymore. I don’t know who I am, or what I’m doing, or if I’m dreaming or awake. Everything has gone blurry, in the dream department especially. I keep freaking out about not having locked the door, until I remember that I have, just not in my dream. It’s deeply irrational and somewhat embarrassing.
But anyway.
It sort of feels like I’ve forgotten what emotions are. I mean, I REMEMBER. It’s not that i’ve become totally apathetic. I just don’t really feel them quite like I used to. Nothing is stupendously important anymore, except tests.
I should totally join a fight club.
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“And every time you feel like crying, I’m gonna try and make you laugh. And if I can’t, if it just hurts too bad, then we will wait for it to pass, and I will keep you company through those days so long and black.”
—Bowl of Oranges — Bright Eyes (via ventisette)
Skins 4.01
- Preacher's Daughter: What should we sing?
- Little Kid 1: Rihanna!
- Little Kid 2: Lady Gaga!
- Little Kid 3: Beyonce!
- Preacher's Daughter: No, those are people who can't really sing, don't wear very many clothes, and get married far too young. And what do we call those people?
- Little Kids in Unison: AMERICANS!
- Preacher's Daughter: That's right. Americans.
holy bloody shit
hina scares me.
“The fear of death follows from the fear of life. A man who lives fully is prepared to die at any time.”
—Mark Twain (via artpixie)
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Breakfast at Tiffanys
My house looks like a bloody Tiffanys store. There are little blue bags and boxes EVERYWHERE. My mom’s birthday gift to me was a tiffany & co charm bracelet :) featuring:
- A classic “please return to tiffany & co” tag
- A snowflake (I was born in a blizzard, duh)
- A tiffany & co shopping bag
- An engraved “E”
- And a legend-waitforit-dary “atlas” charm, with a little diamond in the middle
I love her so much right now.
OH. and as a gag gift she got me a Lamborghini. Which I know doesn’t sound like a gag gift.
But it was a hot wheels car.
Anyway, to top it off I got Harry Potter Wii and now we’re going to the cheesecake factory.
I think this may very well be the best birthday ever.
Pssst Anisha
You’re sitting in the row in front me.
So hi :)
