i think of her and i think of those clapping games, you know the ones, you played on the bus, or at summer camp. singing about miss mary mack or lemonade or how you’ll never go to mexico because a policeman demanded a dollar from you. i think of her and i think of kids music, hannah montana, the jonas brothers, and the high school musical soundtrack. i think of summers spent daydreaming. i think of warm nights under stars. i hear her name or hear those songs. i can never enjoy a summer the same.
(via nigeriennenovia)
I’m afraid of living a stagnant life. I want to do more, I want to see more, I want to be more. I want to constantly grow and better myself in who I am, in my friendships in my relationships, in my career, in every single aspect of my life. I never want to settle for anything or anyone, even the person I am.
(via shampanje)
I know it sounds fake but you really do have a lot of silent lovers on this planet who look at you and wish they had your smile or your hair color or your humor or your intellect or your intentions or your heart, your manners, your eyes, your ease, even just you. People who are too shy to tell you what they admire about you or what they wish for you or who they see themselves becoming bc of you & they’re too shy to tell you. even tho it isn’t verbalized, the universe has still heard and the universe has loved you for helping out on its creations. You’re that person. You’re you.
(via caleidic)