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I'm a crazy girl from canada living the life down in Charlotte NC and this is my world and how I see it. Everything on here is probably someone elses and I fell in love with it.
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will you marry me james franco?

will you marry me james franco?

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my friend grahma he’s cute as shit HAYYY and it’s his birthdayyy <3
grahammorrison:

Oh hey, 21 y’all!

my friend grahma he’s cute as shit HAYYY and it’s his birthdayyy <3

grahammorrison:

Oh hey, 21 y’all!

Write a novel about this life I live.

santa strawberries i want to make some of these RIGHT NOW!

santa strawberries i want to make some of these RIGHT NOW!

she&#8217;s my favorite lady!

she’s my favorite lady!

you. but that’s not the point.

SNOW SNOW SNOW here in canada it’s been snowing since I got here aka for a whole entire night and day! SAWEEEET! more snow the better, can hardly get out of the driveway lovely! I miss all of my family in Charlotte well my friend family but they have alot of love for me so I do miss them but DAMN canada i’ve missed you!

Love may exist in deep ways … that’s all I have for today. I guess mystery sparks a flame in my mind because it’s driving me up the wall that I know you so well yet hardly know anything about you. 

Still same thing, none existing as always… I mean how do people even love another. Don’t you have to love yourself first, that’s what everyone says but I do not believe in that. If you have to love you before loving someone else then it would take forever to fall in love. oh my. it’s like the impossible goal of a lifetime i tell you! they always end up leaving and that’s not something easy to get used to. time to hit up ye old homeland of canadia tomorrow and I can’t wait to see my family :D 

It’s fake today, nothings real. Maybe that’s running away but today didn’t exist for me. AT ALL! I’m dying of this cold …. or at least that’s what it feels like, my toe is fractured and there’s nothing but drama in the world. I hate IT! blahhh oh well, life goes on and we must carry on with our own lives and not worry about everyone else I guess.

Somedays I lay here and talk myself into believing that love doesn’t exist. It’s a fake feeling we tell ourselves we feel to make what we do more acceptable. Is it a true feeling or a facade of fake dreams and hopes. When someone loves you and you don’t love them back, vice versa, what do you do? You loathe and plant yourself somewhere lonely and pout for days so is it a good emotion or bad? who knows. Today my outlook isn’t on the positive side, maybe the other night should’ve proved it to me that not everyone will see you for who you are. Some people will not take the time to get to know you, they are to caught up in their own little life. No worries they’ll soon realize what they are missing out on.