P o w e r e d   b y :   T u m b l r .
C r e a t e d   b y :   C i a r a b e l l a .
T h e m e :   ' S e a l   m y   l i p s   w i t h   a   k i s s ' .
I'm Vanessa. Sixteen years, junior at a high school you don't want to know about. I love: being happy. after-school naps. laughing until I cry. reading. John Green. DFTBA. the smell after the rain. Boston. bonfires. jingling keys. summer nights. winter time. Not being lied to.

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iphone420:

why is siri always so nice to people on the iphone commercials but shes so sassy with me and never gives me the right answer


over the past few days I have fallen in love with their voices.. so much talent. 

Volunteering at a local children’s hospital this summer. This will be great for me, children are literally my favorite… they make me appreciate the little things. 

It’s honestly the cutest thing ever that when I got to work you were there waiting for me and even though I look like literal shit, and had food stains all over me by the time you left, you still texted me and told me that I looked beautiful. (: 

If you haven’t noticed by now, I’m really sensitive. And I also freak out over the most minuscule things. It’s pretty bad. The only way you can tell that I’m actually really hurting is when I’m silent…. when I choose to keep it all inside. Because when I’m yelling, it’s usually to distract or to buy myself some time. But when I’m silent I’m thinking and over thinking. That’s when I’m most vulnerable and it’s also when I’m hurting the most. If I don’t talk to you, I probably fucked things up really bad. I’m the best at bottling things up and letting them eat me up.

You know what’s kind of beautiful?

In French, you don’t really say “I miss you.” You say “tu me manques,” which is closer to “you are missing from me.”

I love that. “You are missing from me.” You are a part of me, you are essential to my being. You are like a limb, or an organ, or blood. I cannot function without you.

kanizastriangle:

educatedwithmoney:

what the actual fuck

I love forensic science. 

Running through the rain and screaming at the top of my lungs with you was honestly the best thing you could have done for me. I hope this rain never stops.  

House is my ultimate hero. He is so tragically and beautifully flawed… human.