- Name: Emylie - Eye Colour: Brown - Hair Style/Colour: Brown - Height: 171 cm - Clothing style: same pair of jeans everyday + sneakers -Best physical feature: …my lips?
LAYER TWO: THE INSIDE - Your fears: I’m scared of everything - Your guilty pleasure: That song by Eric Lapointe - Ambitions for the future: not sure… one thing I know is that I want to go back to china?
LAYER THREE: THOUGHTS
- Your first thoughts waking up: Do I really need to shower or can I use that extra 30 minutes to sleep? - What you think about most: bad life decisions and how 2014 is the worst year of my life - What you think about before bed: bad life decisions and how 2014 is the worst year of my life - You think your best quality is: ??????
LAYER FOUR: WHAT’S BETTER? - Single or group dates: idc tbh - To be loved or respected: respected - Beauty or brains: both - Dogs or cats: both (and every single animal on this planet)
LAYER FIVE: DO YOU. - Lie: nah - Believe in yourself: nah - Believe in love: nah - Want someone: yah
LAYER SIX: EVER? - Been on stage: Yes - Done drugs: Yes - Changed who you were to fit in: I tried but it takes so much energy
LAYER SEVEN: FAVORITES - Favorite color: pastels - Favorite animal: ALL. OF. THEM. - Favorite movie: Old Boy - Favorite game: ACNL
LAYER EIGHT: AGE - Day your next birthday will be: Wednesday - How old will you be: …24 - Does age matter: it doesnt if they’re older lol
If it makes you feel any better it's my birthday and no one gives a shit
I’m sorry :(
I don’t know who you are but I know how you feel :( I want to wish you a happy birthday, I hope you had a nice one even if no one ‘gave a shit’, like you said. I hope you’re okay and happy birthday again.
once i had a dream that my cat was working at mcdonalds w/ me and she had a lil uniform and she kept getting fur in the fries and everyone was yelling at me and saying “ur cat sucks on fries” and i was like “shes just a cat give her a break!” and i woke up crying
“My pain is so deep, that it never had a cause nor does it lack a cause now. What could have been its cause? Where is that thing so important, that it might stop being its cause? Its cause is nothing; nothing could have stopped being its cause. For what has this pain been born, for itself? My pain is from the north wind and from the south wind, like those neuter eggs certain rare birds lay in the wind. If my bride were dead, my pain would be the same. If they slashed my throat all the way through, my pain would be the same. If life were, in short, different, my pain would be the same. Today I simply suffer from further above. Today I simply suffer.”—Cesar Vallejo (via blackestdespondency)