December 2011
34 posts
'Tis a question. An odd one, though.
andreudareen:
Was I a praying mantis in my past life? Did I rip the head off my mates and eat them? ‘Cause in this life I seem to be consistently fucked over.
“You will never be happy if you continue to search for what happiness consists...”
– Albert Camus (via thiswaywegothatway)
andreudareen:
When mom says “You’re not acting like yourself” what she really means is “I’m scared of the person you are.”
Aw, fuck.
andreudareen:
If only there’s some way I could sleep this whole month until the whole fucking Christmas cheer’s gone, I would.
I’d disappear into the clouds and rest in peace for fucking eternity.
Teenage Hormones: Compliments don’t mean a thing... →
andreudareen:
Compliments don’t mean a thing to me anymore. I used to feel chuffed and giddy in a way whenever I get complimented by people around me and those who I don’t even know but now I don’t get that feeling anymore.
It’s just too hard to take compliments from people who don’t even know the ‘real you’…
Watchakosidareen:
Pagpasensyahan ang karumihan ng kung anuman ang marumi sa paligid.
“Life has a meaning if we choose to give it one. One must first act, throw one’s...”
– Sartre, Nausea, pg. 112 (via luniverso)
andreudareen:
I wish the world would stop for a day so I could catch up.
