Fall in love with strangers

Samantha Marie.
Smokin' Legal. Sophomore. iTam.
ex-CAT Captain.
ex-President.
ex-ballerina.
Songer.
Artist.
A little bit of a Dancer.
Novelist.
Poet.
Photographer.
Frustrated Pianist.
Frustrated Guitarist.
Diva.
Heartbroken.
Digital Artist.
For God.

Drama Queen.

/TSMU
//Andrenaline Rush

hoyaholic-hopanda:

i salute you for all the women out there.

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saunteringvaguelydownwards:

decemberpaladin:

sizvideos:

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I love how she almost drops it until she smells it and that flashbulb memory hits.

“Real isn’t how you are made,” said the Skin Horse. “It’s a thing that happens to you. When a child loves you for a long, long time, not just to play with, but REALLY loves you, then you become Real … Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in the joints and very shabby. But these things don’t matter at all, because once you are Real you can’t be ugly, except to people who don’t understand.”

Margery Williams, The Velveteen Rabbit

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For class and sophistication, wear lace lingerie, coal black eyeliner and a posture to kill. Never slouch, and never go out looking worse than you would if your worst enemy was paying a visit