I go by Tara.
Call me a math wiz, 'cause
My mind has no restrictions.
No one can solve me.
I am a human function.
My thoughts explode on tumblr.
Eruptions.

 

iceepr1ncess:

literally nothing feels better than being loved by someone who hates everyone

My sister Christi had a baby when I was 17, and I had just heard about crib death. The horrible thing was that it wasn’t understood. For some unknown reason the baby would stop breathing. So I would sneak into where the baby was sleeping and put my hand in her crib, hold her little finger, and I’d sleep on the floor like that. It was stupid, I’m sure. But I thought the warmth of my hand might help, that maybe if she felt my pulse it would remind her to breathe.

Johnny Depp 

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This is why Johnny Depp is my idol.

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Not getting any sleep tonight.
I’m going pray.

I can’t wait to move out.
Leaving everyone behind won’t pose a problem.
‘Cause no one seems to care about anything/anyone but themselves.
College might just be the best thing that has ever happened to me.

If your parents are not divorced, you are utterly a blessed child.

Day by day, I feel caught in the midst of two childlike adults trying to act as the godly favorite. Are they going to stoop so low as to making me chose between them?
It all pertains to money.
Money, money, money.
“Well, I bought you this, & I bought you that.”
“I’m paying for your college, & I feed you.”
I DON’T CARE ANYMORE.
They refuse to merely suck up their pride for my benefit, so I’m no longer asking for anything from either of them. I am no longer a perplexed contestant in this competition.

amoying:

imagine a world where all living beings coexist with each other, like you go to the market and a bear is packing your groceries. You drive home and you see tulips playing soccer, that’s the world i wanna live in.