sammei. twenty. college. waitress. mother(Elijah♥). army.
i try very hard to be kind. i'd like to say that i live in the moment, but i don't.
i change every. single. day.
Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
Let’s examine this:
Miss is a word for a woman that has not been married.
Mrs. is an abbreviation of the word Mistress, used as a title for a woman that is married or widowed.
Ms. is a title used for a woman whose marital status is unknown or irrelevant (as in business).
The letters Ms. are not an abbreviation of a word, they are an amalgamation drawn from the letters of Miss and Mrs.
On the other hand, a man is just a mister (Mr.)
You see men don’t have to determine their sexual availability like women.
Laila Alsabahi
(Source: faineemae)
wish my little brother would realize this
(Source: brotips)
(Source: oldschoolhollywood)
‘I love you’ means that I accept you for the person that you are, and that I do not wish to change you into someone else. It means that I will love you and stand by you even through the worst of times. It means loving you even when you’re in a bad mood, or too tired to do the things I want to do. It means loving you when you’re down, not just when you’re fun to be with. ‘I love you’ means that I know your deepest secrets and do not judge you for them, asking in return that you do not judge me for mine. It means that I care enough to fight for what we have and that I love you enough not to let go. It means thinking of you, dreaming of you, wanting and needing you constantly, and hoping you feel the same about me.
Johnathon Safran Foer (via loveyourchaos)
(Source: skintones)
RIP Daniel Lee Cooper
too bad he was a white kid shot by black kids, instead of a black kid shot by a hispanic…it’d get way more publicized. 4 days shy of his eighteenth birthday, and two weeks away from graduation. if there is a heaven, you’re there buddy.
this is one of my favorite things to do, actually.
(Source: love-in-black-white)
is there ever an appropriate time to leave the one you love? is it ever appropriate to “give up” on them, and your relationship? should there ever be a time when you stop trying? can you be held responsible for the lack of effort in another human toward keeping your heart?
what level of unhappiness is unhappy enough? what is unacceptable? what should you keep in your heart and your mind, swelling your chest and turning your stomach, and for how long, in order to “make it work”?
is it silly to think that things will change? what about that things will never change? how do you determine what you deserve and what you don’t? what does it mean when the melody you carried can no longer be heard?
is this really love? how do you look someone in the eyes and tell them that their love is not enough?
how do you become whole once you’ve given pieces, had pieces stolen, had pieces broken, and been eroded by the storms?
I’m pretty sure I’ll miss you for the rest of my life.
Don’t ever mistake my silence for ignorance, my calmness for acceptance, or my kindness for weakness.
Anonymous (via sinkingsunk)
(Source: quotelibrary.info)
(Source: liquidconfidence)
