MissUnderstood

I am the princess of being missunderstood&
This is what usually goes inside the head of Miss Meliss. Enjoy.

swaggerofa-timelord:

sadness-or-euphoria:

Doctor, this is why I love you. Right here.

Vincent van Gogh was a man who is somewhat famous for his mental instability. He later ended his own life. For the Doctor to go and show him that his art mattered, and that his existence mattered…is amazing. And I wish someone could have shown this amazing artist how much he contributed to the world.

I wish the Doctor could show everyone how they mattered, because everybody does matter. In our own small way, we change the world simply by existing.

Always reblog

(via notwithout-afight)

Pretty sure that this was a night never to be forgotten. 

I partied with friends tonight…

  • These people actually go to my school and are my age
  • I drank a little bit but not too much
  • I danced like the white girl I am
  • I pole danced a bit and showed off my skills
  • I kissed a girl and I liked it haha ;)
  • No guys flirted with me or even touched me
It was amazing. I felt normal for once in my life. I was in my own town, with friends from school. I didn’t flirt. I kept my cool. I had fun but not too much fun where I lost control of my actions. I was cool. I was chill. It was fun.
It was a normal small high school party. 
I was actually normal and accepted for once.

alextoor:

peroxide-princess25:

nobody’s even going to announce the FOB reunion, one day you’ll just be listening to the radio and a new FOB single will come on and we’ll all crash our cars from fangirling

long live the car crash hearts

(via thekaleidoscopemind)

Beautiful Fraud: Scars

themostbeautifulfraud:

“There are some scars that never heal. But I think the worst ones aren’t even visible to the naked eye. They are reflected in our fear, our sadness, our despair. I never thought I’d already have those kinds of scars by the tender age of 20, but looks like I acquired more than I bargained for.

I can’t help but think.

Where do I see myself in five years?

Well that is a funny question to me because I hate what I see.

I see myself as a drop out of high school with a GED.

I see myself in college still; two years at a community then transfered to my dream school Ramapo College.

I see myself working… But not a normal day job.

During the day 9 to 5 I see myself at a desk working in an office or something.

But at night I see myself being a stripper, a dancer, or working as a waitress at a club. Or even at hooters if my bust size gets bigger.

I don’t tell people this. It isn’t something all girls dream of being. It’s something people see as shameful and disgraceful. But why? I don’t really understand.

I’m a good person at heart. I’m comfortable with my body and showing it off. So does that make me suddenly a bad person? I just don’t get it and it bothers me.

So when someone asks me where I see myself in the future, I just lie.

I shouldn’t have to be ashamed. I should not have to censor my dream future.

I refuse. 

You know what’s kind of beautiful?

In French, you don’t really say “I miss you.” You say “tu me manques,” which is closer to “you are missing from me.”

I love that. “You are missing from me.” You are a part of me, you are essential to my being. You are like a limb, or an organ, or blood. I cannot function without you.

(Source: timorleste, via thewayitscalling-me-tangled)

I know you’re nervous about joining marching band, but don’t worry, there’s absolutely nothing to be afraid of. The daily practices are only five hours long and sometimes the barefoot parades marched over beds of glass don’t even last ten miles!

—why you should never let me near freshmen. ever. (via convince-me-and-console-me)

(via colorguardianangel)

One thing you have to admire about Sims

resinfiend:

pibsims:

No prejudice at all on their part.

No Sim hates another because of weight. Or height. Or physical appearance. Or clothes. Ever.

No Sim hates a couple if they happen to be of different colours. Nor does anyone hate gay/lesbian relationships. Or straight. 

We may put such things in our stories because in our world, such isn’t true. But the Sims themselves just don’t have that reaction.

But god FUCKING FORBID dat bitch steals a garden gnome, she is on the shit list FOREVER

(via iknitsocks)

mostlyneverpanicked:

My friend made this awesome Flip Flop backpack. It’s strong enough to hold his laptop!! The strap is made from some old phone line. 

^ FLIP FLOP ?!?! THOSE ARE FLIP FLOPS ?!?!? THOSE ARE FLOPPY DISCS. close though. 

(via tonyg1011)