I feel all of this pressure from everyone around me to be a certain person and to act a certain way. And the second I slip from that I feel like there is always a plethora of paparazzi around ready to exploit it and sell the story to the latest tabloid. Maybe that was a poor analogy. I don’t think I’m better than anyone else. I just feel like whenever I do something unexpected or that I want/need to do for me, people are waiting I the wings to give me one hundred reasons not to. And it’s getting to the point where I don’t even know why I am doing half of the things I do anymore. I have goals. I have plans for my life now, a direction to go in and a dream to work hard for. And I know I will never allow myself to get there if I continue to let what people think of me or who they expect me to be stand in my way. I need to lean on myself now. I need to let myself live and be. I need to get away…

euo:

“I have all these things that I want to say to her, like… Like how I can tell she’s a lonely person, even if other people can’t. Cause I know what it feels like to be lost and lonely and invisible.”
The Double (2013) dir. Richard Ayoade
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euo:

“I have all these things that I want to say to her, like… Like how I can tell she’s a lonely person, even if other people can’t. Cause I know what it feels like to be lost and lonely and invisible.”
The Double (2013) dir. Richard Ayoade
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euo:

I have all these things that I want to say to her, like… Like how I can tell she’s a lonely person, even if other people can’t. Cause I know what it feels like to be lost and lonely and invisible.”

The Double (2013) dir. Richard Ayoade

Don’t kiss her just to kiss her.

Don’t kiss her as a joke, a dare, or an experiment.
Don’t kiss her expecting something in return.
Don’t kiss her as a pass time, or hobby, or for bragging rights.
Don’t kiss her because everyone wants you to.

Kiss her because she’s beautiful.
Kiss her because her presence is intoxicating
Kiss her because her mouth curls upward like tendrils of smoke
Kiss her because her smile sets you on fire.
Kiss her because her lips are oxygen, and without them, you’ll suffocate.

Don’t kiss her because you can.
Don’t kiss her because you want to,
Kiss her because you need to.

Kiss Her by D.M.P (via keepin-it-classy-upin-this-bitch)