February 2012
64 posts
“I wanted so badly to lie down next to her on the couch, to wrap my arms around...”
– John Green; Looking for Alaska
P.S.
Wait, but you know what I really fucking care about? Music. I need to go start a fucking glee club, or sing on the subway, or write a fucking song
Hiatus from the Public Eye; Shit that I don't care...
I haven’t posted anything personal on my Tumblr lately, which is a super big contrast to how I blogged in the past. I would never reblog; I’d only post pictures and rants of my personal life.
Not to say that I want to stop filling you in entirely. I’m just at a point in my life where everything has turned blasé, boring like box powder pancakes - flat, tasteless, and soggy.
But...
creativelybored asked: Dunno if it was mentioned already, but somehow you reeeaalllly remind me of Carrina Vargas.
Twitter
@fameinsanity
imarealist93 asked: happy birthday!
whattafuckingjiu asked: AUDREY~ I can't believe you're only 19. Happy birthday <3 Whatever you do tonight-- be safe, wear a helmet ;)
IT'S MY BIRTHDAAAAAY
I’m 19 :)
जय गुरुदेव
“Memories are not recycled like atoms and particles in quantum physics — they can...”
– Lady Gaga; Marry the Night: The Prelude Pathétique
Does anybody hardcore listen to musical theater?
I recently got a new iPod and I would really appreciate it if someone could remind me of some good ol’ musical theater that isn’t currently running on Broadway.
Under the skin
Sometimes I forget about the meanings of my two tattoos.
The first being a feather that disintegrates into birds, inspired by my favorite song Blackbird (Take these broken wings and learn to fly), as an everyday reminder to not dwell on the broken parts of my childhood and my past, especially by remaining idle and unable to move from the damage. The birds represent movement and freedom from the...
Moms with tattoos
Me: Do you like my gypsy headwrap?
Mom: Yeah, you look like an Arab with your nose ring too.
Me: ...
Mom: You know, you really know how to express yourself. That's what tattoos are for, I think.
Me: Wow, thanks for understanding me.
Mom: I want to do something crazy.. Like get a golden flower tattoo or something. You think that would be nice?