Hopeless shit at writing something to impress you..

Instagram.com/beckeen - I know im meant to write something here to impress you, but i really can't be fucked. Bye.







shouldnt:

Me on the internet: your hot we should make out
Me in real life: hi

davidcjauregui:

Remember the time you drove all night
Just to meet me in the morning
And I thought it was strange you said everything changed
You felt as if you’d just woke up
And you said “this is the first day of my life
I’m glad I didn’t die before I met you
But now I don’t care I could go anywhere with you
And I’d probably be happy”

robotgod:

 

“ Land of the Sleeping Things ” - Dan McPharlin

robotgod:

 

Land of the Sleeping Things ” - Dan McPharlin

flucks:

Activate from MILK: What will you make of me? - Alexa Meade

flucks:

Activate from MILK: What will you make of me? - Alexa Meade

pearl-nautilus:

Red Phantom Quartz Crystal Stone - 25mm 

pearl-nautilus:

Red Phantom Quartz Crystal Stone - 25mm 

I am grade 12 student who has just recently graduated. You might call me accomplished, and in a way, I am, but not in the way you’d think. 12 years of pouring over text books and being lined up to be judged in front of my peers has not made me any more intelligent. I can tell you the first 45 digits of Pi and I can explain to you the difference between an acid and a base, I can recite the Pythagorean Theorem in my sleep, I will recite lines out of a textbook like they are a religion. But I cannot tell you the value of security, or of kindness. The distinct contrast between personal health and personal gain. I can tell you in grade 10 four of my classmates attempted to take their own lives before finals. I can tell you our counsellors office is always booked. I can tell you how when I didn’t understand something in AP Chemistry my teacher asked me to leave if I could not participate in his class. I merely asked him to explain a question. Instead of doing his job and teaching, he told me to leave. Told me I was not good enough to be there. Mistakes are viewed as failure in these hallways. A wrong answer is a sin you must atone to, not a human error, but a flaw so grand it defines your entire life course. There is no “average” here. We all must exceed expectations. Do your parents know that a grade that is considered average is a “C”? When I got a C in fourth grade my parents grounded me for a month. They said I was lazy and stupid and incompetent and that I’d better smarten up and stop fooling around. I never fooled around. I am driven by a deep need to impress others. I never fool around. I worked and worked and worked, with a deep hollow of anxiety in my chest. I have never been good at History, but I worked and worked and I attained at best a low B. It was not good enough. It is not said but we are expected to put our education before our personal health. It is not asked of us, but it is what we must do to achieve what we are asked to achieve. Our teachers will tell you, “Oh, I only give them one hour of homework each night.” Which is essentially true, each of my five teachers only gives me one to two hours of homework each night. Hmm, that adds up to 5-10 hours of homework, and overdue classwork, and projects. Say goodbye to sleep, say goodbye to feeling calm. I’ve developed a deep rooted anxiety disorder due to school and perfectionistic tendencies. Even when you get 100 percent on an assignment they still criticise you, it is never good enough. One slip, and you are in deep deep trouble. I can tell you that 90 percent of us try our hardest, and our teachers and parents stand in the sidelines, screaming, “You can do better than that!”
- Why I say our education system is flawed (via fuckinq)

portrays:

if she flinches when you go to put your arm around her … someone else’s hand wasn’t so sweet … if she questions you … someone else has lied to her … if she doesn’t tell you things … someone else once betrayed her secrets … behind every cranky, complicated girl or girl who is scared to love is … a girl who is tired of being broken.

Dear body

bringingbroganback:

I’m sorry I’ve mistreated
Misused and
Abused you

And I’m sorry I’ve cried so hard
Wishing you weren’t
Mine

I’m sorry for the obsessive body checks
Time after
Time

And I’m sorry that I bullied you and
Deprived you of all you deserved

I’m sorry that I’ve punched
Scratched
Grabbed and
Pulled at you

All you ever do is carry me through

coltre:

I love train travels. I love everything about it; long journeys, short journeys, small rooms with big windows. But most of all, I love traveling with you. You will always be my favourite one.

coltre:

I love train travels. I love everything about it; long journeys, short journeys, small rooms with big windows. But most of all, I love traveling with you. You will always be my favourite one.

rawkiss:

What

rawkiss:

What

certainpredispositions:

if there’s a cool spot in hell
i hope you get it
if there’s a cool spot in hell
i know you’ll get it

When god became lonely
he created man,
Or was it
When man became lonely
he created god.
- Melanie Exler strengthenizer  (via mirroir)