I mean, I guess it’s okay that I had a discussion with my teacher about my boobs for two minutes
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my mom is so cute omg
she’s running on the treadmill and blasting Jukebox the Ghost on the speakers downstairs
aw
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diary from the 2nd grade
and not much has really changed except for the fact that I’m not good friends with any of those people anymore
I mean I was cool I guess
I got make up from Sephora from the first time ever yesterday.
It wasn’t a lot, just a little tube of concealer…that was thirty two fucking dollars. Seriously? Why do people think it’s okay to charge this much for stuff that you wash off anyway? I could get three concealers at Kmart for this much money. Granted, they dried out my face and never had my skin color, but moving on…
I was new to the store and didn’t know what I was looking for, so a nice lady sat me down at the make up counter and put some concealer stuff on my face, then other stuff, and some lip stuff, and I looked in the mirror and I liked how it looked. I was thinking of getting it for prom so that none of my scars would show, and I thought it would be good for special occasion make up.
But the lady didn’t take it off, probably thinking that I’d enjoy keeping it on for the rest of the day. So my special occasion make up became, for that day, casual every day make up.
I really, really hate make up. Well, I like how I look when I have it on, but I hate how I feel when I take it off; seeing all the scars reappear and the dullness of my face happen again really puts me in a foul mood. It’s for that reason that I really don’t like having to wear it on an every day basis. I felt incredibly phony, especially when my mom said, “It looks like you don’t have any make up on at all, you look great!” I was thinking to myself, “yeah, but once I take it off, people will be able to see exactly how much was on my face.” It was embarrassing to me that I even had to put that much on to be normal looking.
Maybe the person at the counter didn’t put that much on. From what I saw, it was like a little smidgen on her foam thing that she put all over my face. Still, I don’t want rely on make up like that every day to feel good about the way I look. I want to be able to feel like I can raise my head and smile with just my glasses on and maybe stop slouching for once. I don’t know how I can possibly get there.
I don’t mean this as an insult to people who wear make up every day, honestly. If it makes you feel good and confident, then by all means do what you do. It just does the opposite for me.
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i’m going to miss everyone so fucking much
and I see something from NYU so I immediately reach for it
but it’s not for me
and it’s not for my brother
…it’s for my dad, advertising the school of Professional Studies
what
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this is late but
a very happy birthday to Demo-tapes!
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when they were showing all the couples dancing and in love
the whole time I was like
WHEN WILL REID FIND HIS HAPPINESS THOUGH
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they cheat they proposition they fuck without feeling they judge they primp they preen they flirt they laugh they imitate they follow they smirk they band together they groupthink they crush they conquer they stick they stab they fight they yell they extinguish they tan they take pictures they forge they lift weights they strut they wear clothes low and heads high they take sides they take personality they gossip they spread rumors they slander they apply lip gloss they retouch they stifle they flex they show off their assets they hurt they steal they lie
and I would rather lose everything than be one
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Ruchita and the rotting bridge that lead to an even more dead playground in the middle of the woods
Bat Eyes
thanks to http://thevoicesproject.tumblr.com/
The White Stripes performing “Let’s Build A Home” on Conan, such a classic late night performance. This alone destroys 95% of any band’s fancy stage setups.
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