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timirose:

It gets like that sometimes.

timirose:

It gets like that sometimes.


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I am a fan of Club Monaco. Yes, I am.

I am a fan of Club Monaco. Yes, I am.


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A fortune i got from the fortune cookie at work. I like it.

(The numbers are blanked out because they are numbers my boyfriend and I plan to win the lottery with.)

A fortune i got from the fortune cookie at work. I like it.

(The numbers are blanked out because they are numbers my boyfriend and I plan to win the lottery with.)


05:31 pm, colourfullysubdued
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unconditional.

I was thinking. How often do i argue with my parents, and not apologize afterwards? Very often. Why? I’m not sure. Possibly because at the time, I’m so overwhelmed with anger and irritation that I cannot find it in myself to say the simple word, “sorry”. Then I thought further. Why is it like that? And how come they manage to put all that behind them, and forgive me without the apology? And the answer kind of hit me like a bat. Because they love me. Unconditionally. And people like me, take advantage of that love. Of the fact that because they love me unconditionally, they will never let me go. And so, they allow this unjustified cycle to continue.

I can say I’ve been pretty spoiled all my life. Some of you may feel that this is an understatement. Spoiled though, is the wrong word. I think I’m blessed. To have people like my parents and my family who love me unconditionally. Who consistently forgive me without another word. It really isn’t something you can ask from just anybody. I’ve been trying to be a better person. Real hard. How is it that as difficult as it is to apologize after a fight, I manage to do so for some and not others? Because I’m scared. There is plenty of worry and fear that I will lose the people I hold dear. The fear of losing is so overpowering that it makes you feel the need to work hard to keep those you love. Sometimes, fear and sadness is all there is. It’s a discouraging form of encouragement and drive. To be a better person (?).

tomorrow, tomorrow, is a different day.


10:35 pm, colourfullysubdued
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tangled up in thoughts.



just take one step at a time..

success is always within reach.


12:10 am, colourfullysubdued
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TO DO:

1) apply to internships for coming April
2) try trendhunters again (they’ve been pissing me off so hard lately, but i will still give it a chance)
3) try to work on the portfolio at least once a week - will probably need some help with this

… more to be added to later.

oh yeah,

4) exercise (for the boyfriend who wants me to be fit, anD healthy. : / )


12:09 am, colourfullysubdued
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not so out of reach

I need to be more aggressive. If I want something, I have to work towards it. Hard. Pick up the pace. Steer clear of having to half-ass things and expect great results. Cuz if the work is half-assed, even if I manage to pull off something decent in other peoples’ eyes, I will never be happy with what I’ve done.