Baby, you're a firework!

1 note

So many thoughts…

I don’t think I have actually ever posted a blog on here although that is one of the purposes of this here social networking site. I feel a rant coming on, actually the rant has been going on in my mind but only one person has heard it. I know a whopping two or three people on my Tumblr so I really feel “safe” (for lack of better term) sharing what I have to say.

Let me just state, that I know of at least one person who will read this (Hi Connor!) and poor thing, she has already heard all of this bullshit. I am hoping that maybe if I start “blogging” (I think that this is what its called) that maybe I will continue and make a hobby of it.

Now for those of you who might read this, this is going to be a rant about a boy. Shocking!!!! Didn’t see that one coming did you? HA!

This boy, this beautiful creature! I have never seen someone like him and damn, it feels good to finally have a crush on a REAL person. “Real” as in, I have actually met him. “Real” as in, I know the basics about this person. “Real” as in, NOT Ryan Gosling or Reynolds, Marky Mark or any of the other out-of-my-league-because-I-will-never-actually-meet-them boys in Hollywood (although they are fantastic to look at and Google).

I find it frustrating that the person I finally develop feelings for after so long (2 years to be exact), is also out-of-my-league. I have shamefully thought of this man every day for a year and a half, without failure. It is annoying, like a flea or an itch I can’t scratch. Yet, confusing as F*** because I don’t necessarily want it to leave me alone. I have come to the conclusion that the point of my unrequited infatuation is this; to simply expand the size of my heart. Cheesy, I understand. But also, it is SO NICE to have POSITIVE feelings toward the opposite sex rather than to generally hate that population.

On the other hand, the other side of my rant is this! I have also accepted the fact that i cannot control his feelings. In other words, unfortunately I do not have the ability to cast a spell and make him love me. Althought that would be a grand thing and they say woman have an extreme control over men, it just won’t happen. Having accepted this reality, I have chosen to move on, live my life, and wish him the best. (Clearly, the best is me, but if he cannot see that, well that sucks!  *Very sarcastic*

Although I have taken this upon myself to move on, I do not find it helpful or uplifting to hear my roomate come into my room at 2 AM with a tad bit of alcohol in her system only to shower me with 1. her new-found crush on this person she just met. “He makes me feel so special.” and “He makes me completely forget about my ex.” and “I have so much fun with him.” 2. Completely bashing my unrequited love for my “man” First of all, none of that helps dude! To be completely honest, at this point in my life, I can’t exactly be happy for you and your new crush because I don’t exactly have hope for me in the “partner” area in my life. Also, do not BASH my guy when he has done nothing wrong to you or me! UGH! Seriously?! Seriously. Rude. And a quick side-note. I HATE being woken up at early hours in the morning. There is a good chance that the only time I get to see this beautiful person is in my dreams and you totes just interrupted that.

Well, this concludes my first rant/blog and I don’t expect anyone to care, much less even read it considering I don’t think that many people visit my tumblr. And I don’t blame them because all I really know how to do is re-post or re-blog, whichever. I must admit, this feels good though!

PS, I miss you Connor!!!!

1 note

like

nyassamufasa:

when we sleep it’s almost like we’re dancing

i move, you move.

you turn, i turn.

legs intertwined and bodies contorted.

dancing a sleeping dance.

but somehow in the night, no matter how we turn, we find one another

and we become one.

19,840 notes

dreams-from-my-father: whims-of-a-feminist: velocicrafter: Meet Omari. Two days ago he returned from the hospital after being hacked in the face by a machete defending an orphanage of 35 children by himself.  This man dedicates his life to take care of 35 orphaned children from the ages of 2-17 in Kenya. A couple of days ago a group of thugs raided the orphanage to pilage anything they could find, after beating and slashing Omari’s face for defending the children and himself from a previous attempted attack. The only thing the children are living off of right now are things growing from their small garden, and eggs from a couple of chickens in their coup. Reddit looked to aim to raise $2,000 a couple of hours ago to help build a concrete wall around the orphanage with a 3 layered barbed-wire coil set on top.  In 3 hours, over $11,000 has been donated - and all the extra money is going to feeding them, giving them an education, keeping these children (and many more) safe, and building a new facility.  Please feel free to donate here: http://www.longonoteducation.org/ Remember, anything counts!! Lets see what we can do in 24 hours! :)) dysk: rolluptherim: wla91: dayofthebaphomets:  what a fucking hero omfg <333 This is one of the most beautiful thing I have read for weeks, this guy is fucking hero *_* :’D I wish to be like him one day, Inshallah !!! 

dreams-from-my-father:

whims-of-a-feminist:

velocicrafter:

Meet Omari. Two days ago he returned from the hospital after being hacked in the face by a machete defending an orphanage of 35 children by himself. 

This man dedicates his life to take care of 35 orphaned children from the ages of 2-17 in Kenya. A couple of days ago a group of thugs raided the orphanage to pilage anything they could find, after beating and slashing Omari’s face for defending the children and himself from a previous attempted attack.

The only thing the children are living off of right now are things growing from their small garden, and eggs from a couple of chickens in their coup. Reddit looked to aim to raise $2,000 a couple of hours ago to help build a concrete wall around the orphanage with a 3 layered barbed-wire coil set on top. 

In 3 hours, over $11,000 has been donated - and all the extra money is going to feeding them, giving them an education, keeping these children (and many more) safe, and building a new facility. 

Please feel free to donate here: http://www.longonoteducation.org/

Remember, anything counts!! Lets see what we can do in 24 hours! :))

dysk: rolluptherim: wla91: dayofthebaphomets: 


what a fucking hero omfg <333

This is one of the most beautiful thing I have read for weeks, this guy is fucking hero *_* :’D I wish to be like him one day, Inshallah !!! 

(Source: , via peregrintookmyheart)

1 note

nyassamufasa: One night President Obama and his wife Michelle decided to do something out of routine and go for a casual dinner at a restaurant that wasn’t too luxurious. When they were seated, the owner of the restaurant asked the President’s secret service if he could please speak to the First Lady in private. They obliged and Michelle had a conversation with the owner. Following this conversation President Obama askedMichelle, why was he so interested in talking to you. She mentioned that in her teenage years, he had been madly in love with her. President Obama then said, “so if you had married him, you would now be the owner of this lovely restaurant”, to which Michelle responded, “no, if I had married him, he would now be the President.”

nyassamufasa:

One night President Obama and his wife Michelle decided to do something out of routine and go for a casual dinner at a restaurant that wasn’t too luxurious. When they were seated, the owner of the restaurant asked the President’s secret service if he could please speak to the First Lady in private. They obliged and Michelle had a conversation with the owner. Following this conversation President Obama asked
Michelle, why was he so interested in talking to you. She mentioned that in her teenage years, he had been madly in love with her. President Obama then said, “so if you had married him, you would now be the owner of this lovely restaurant”, to which Michelle responded, “no, if I had married him, he would now be the President.”