life happenings

About Me

gender:female
name:hope
age:17 years young
location:the moon
status:whuttever.
fyi:a big majority of the contents on this page are reblogged
-i live, and let live.
-i read people like you read billboards, i overanalyze far too much, and i love far too many.

Blogs I follow:

1. 

   (via fuckyeahhappy)

   i would enjoy that bug.

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2. "If I were dying my last words would be: Have faith and pursue the unknown end."

   - Oliver Wendell Holmes, was an American physician and professor who also achieved fame as a writer. (via oceanofmind)
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3. "Be clearly aware of the stars and infinity on high. Then life seems almost enchanted after all."

   - ~ Vincent Van Gogh (via gatekeeper) (via suzywire)
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4. 

   satanlovesyou:

   (via fullmoonbloom)

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5. "To love is to suffer and there can be no love otherwise."

   -  Fyodor Dostoevsky (Notes from Underground) (via oceanofmind)
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6. yeahh, half of this is true.

   blogsecret:

   I don’t think of you romantically anymore; in fact, it’s rare that I’m able to think anything positive about you at all. I used to defend you when someone put you down. I used to tell them that they didn’t know you, that before they decided they don’t like you or that they think you’re a douche bag, they should talk to you and get to know you because then they might be able to see you how I saw you. I thought you were perfect. I admired your drive to succeed and your ability to get whatever it was you wanted. I thought you were smart and funny and adorable and everything I had ever dreamed of, and I guess that you still are. The only difference is that after you stopped talking to me I realized that I shouldn’t miss you so much. I never did anything to you. I know that. I told you that I liked you and you said that you wanted to be friends. I was fine with that, but the fact that youve blatantly ignored me for almost three years now shows me that you were lying. That maybe we were good friends once but things change, and maybe you got scared, but no matter what your excuse is, you hurt me and that’s something I’ll never be able to forgive you for.  And maybe one day you’ll come around. Maybe you’ll think about how much fun we used to have and how all I ever did to you was care, and you’ll realize how much you really did hurt me, but even if that day comes I won’t be able to treat you the same at all. I can’t trust you anymore. I can barely stand the thought of you. Hearing your name makes me sick, fills my body with some sort of sad and hopeless rage. I want to punch you. I want to scream at you. I want to kick you and throw chairs at you and beat you until you tell me whywhywhy. I hate you. Which makes me feel so much worse because you’re the only person I can truly say I’ve ever loved.
   
   But here’s the real secret. No matter what, I think I’ll always miss you. And there are times when I really do wish you’d come around.
   
   

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7. 

   (via buetkween)

   adorable.

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8. stop breaking my heart.

   (via likesbears)

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9. 

   (via bonesandstyle)

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10. humph.

    i want this feeling to go away that you’ve left me with. i want you to come back, and stay there. but no, you have your own thoughts, and ill keep mine consistent of you in my head.