Stassi A.K.A Fortinbras. I am a feisty, ambitious , creative, energetic, complicated, loving, hopeful person who likes to talk a lot. I love people with accents and gentlemen. I have absolutely no idea why I wake up in the morning I just run into things that make life worthwhile and run with it. I sing, design clothes, and unprofessionally dye hair amazing custom colors. I have a hard time trying not to be sassy. Living this life since '93 and don't plan on leaving anytime soon.
"girls dress too revealing now days" says the teenaged boy with his pants pulled down to his knees and muscle shirt so big you can see his nipnops
Come and Find Me - Josh Ritter
You don’t know it’s right until it’s wrong
You don’t know it’s yours until it’s gone
I didn’t know that it was home ‘til you up and left
(Source: play-listings, via bonpavilion)
"I am sitting on the kitchen floor eating a bowl of unhealthily sweet cereal at five in the morning because I couldn’t sleep all night for who knows what reason. My six year old brother follows me from bedroom to hallway to kitchen to floor, and he lies down on my lap without saying a word and quickly falls back to sleep again; he smells vaguely like Cheerios and half eaten bananas, both of which I could probably find in the pockets of his pajamas since six year old boys will always be six year old boys, but I don’t feel the need to check. Each spoonful of cereal is sweeter than the last one, and without meaning to I’ve synchronized my chewing with his breathing, and our quiet human noises have turned into a soothing rhythm that reminds the world that we’re alive. I spend about an hour wondering what this little warm body lying on my lap is going to be when it’s a little bigger than it is now; what is he going to be when he grows up? Who is he going to be? But I remember I myself am still a child and can’t figure out what he will be if I don’t even know who I’m going to be, so I eat another spoonful of cereal and chew. Once the rising sun wakes this little boy up I put his favorite cartoons on the television and wash the dishes, remembering to put a single piece of cereal in my pajama pocket, because sixteen year old girls will sometimes be six year old boys too."
Rape is just surprise sex.
Killing you would just be giving you a surprise nap.
im so addicted to tumblr that if someone was pointing a gun at my head i would probably sit and blog about it
"Hero" by Frank Ocean + Mick Jones + Paul Simonon + Diplo.
Converse Three Artists. One Song
Additional vocals from the West Los Angeles Children’s Choir.
If you don’t laugh during sex at least once, you’re having sex with the wrong person.