blood, water, whatever
It’s your fault that we don’t talk. It’s your fault that I don’t know you anymore. And it’s your fault that I no longer look at you as a part of my family. You did this to yourself when you pushed me away and when you constantly accused me of doing things that I hardly did. You created this distance between us. You hear my name and you automatically think of a selfish person. Clearly, you do not...
I still catch myself feeling sad about things that don’t matter anymore.– Kurt Vonnegut, Unready to Wear (via gold—bones)
give me a chance and you'll be surprised
The way I look at it, my biggest disadvantage is my appearance. I’m not saying that I’m the hottest chick on the block or anything, but I know I’m not ugly (at least with makeup). Ironically, I feel as if the way I look is the biggest barrier to creating a professional relationship with my peers. People portray me as a “blonde” (no offense to those who are naturally...