I went out to help my mother turn over the glass of the table. As I positioned myself to carry the glass, I felt something cold and somehow smooth glide on my right ankle; when I looked down, I saw a LIZARD!! And unexpectedly, I screamed like a gay little girl. ::facepalm:: I lost. my manriness. 

HAHAHA I still am a girl after all. 

real beautiful that when people see me walking down the street even in just the simplest of clothes, and with a haggard look, they’d look at me in awe. I mean, not just “wow ok, she’s pretty. I wanna bang her.” No. More like, “She’s so beautiful. I should come up to her and ask her name…” “I want to get to know her; she’s probably an amazing girl.” But oh well, you can’t really please everyone, so I’m contented because there are people who think I’m beautiful. I want to say a million thank you’s to them. ♥

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they would find me extremely attractive. Not like oh shes pretty ok.. But like breathtaking, like goddamn shes fine, or like shes so intimidating because of how beautiful she is. Or maybe like, I just draw you in and make you want to fall love with me. Like “I have to meet her.” Ya know? But it sucks cause thats never going to happen.

(Source: dianabaabe)