This book is everything
I was like the patient who cannot explain the doctor where it hurts ,only that it does
And that's the thing about people who mean everything they say. They think everyone else does too.
I tell myself I am searching for something. But more and more, it feels like I am wandering, waiting for something to happen to me, something that will change everything, something that my whole life has been leading up to.
But then it passes like all thing do !
when Khaled Hosseini said, ''A man's heart is a wretched, wretched thing. It isn't like a mother's womb. It won't bleed. It won't stretch to make room for you." I felt it
reblog if your family has a plastic bag with plastic bags inside
This is everything that is imperfectly perfect about Tumblr.
okay but I did not know that there is a story about f. scott fitzgerald nervously showing ernest hemingway his penis because zelda said he couldn’t satisfy a woman with it and ernest hemingway was like “lol no dude you’re fine”
what are the modernists even
da fuck happened to science
i wish we were all little cells making cell noises like lalalalaalaalee lala
Hey Guys!
I am starting a new line of posts called Place of the Week where each week I will bring to you information about one of the countless places of my list to explore the world.
Signing Out
- Kayla
god level prophesizing
^^^^ So True. I find it so easy to coexist with strangers. To go up in front of somebody you don’t know and completely be yourself is easy but with people you know you will meet again its impossible to not fear the impression you might leave. With people I know I am always careful of what I am doing, remembering to never make an mistakes.
But who can ever belong with a stranger, you can only belong with your friends. To my friends I am a stranger because they don’t know who I really am. To any stranger, no matter what true version of myself I show, I will always be just a stranger.
I am a stranger and I always will be.
I would never be part of anything. I would never really belong anywhere, and I knew it, and all my life would be the same, trying to belong, and failing. Always something would go wrong. I am a stranger and I always will be.
— Jean Rhys, Smile Please: An Unfinished Autobiography
Hey Guys!
This is Kayla Burke checking in with my first post on this tumblr. Hoping to start posting some content soon and increase views.
Just to Introduce myself I am Kayla Burke 15 year old teenager going through high school. Complete fangirl and the greatest procrastinator you will ever meet.
Signing out.
- Kayla
happy gf 10 year anniversary
Rambles and Rambles and more (you guessed it) Rambles!
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