the first of many

I felt it fall, delicately brushing my cheek leaving a mark. It felt like time had stopped as i looked down to watch it fall. As it reached the floor, it smashed into a million particles on the concrete like glass would when broken. I stood there, silently, slowly breathing in and out, my heart beating in my chest, the tear that fell would become only one of the many that would crumble into a million pieces and i didn’t know how to stop them. i didn’t know how to save them, but most of all i didn’t know how to stop the pain that i felt inside.
-h.newman

"I don’t know what to do, I don’t know who to be, I don’t know how to be, I dont know anything."

& you leave without a trace, you don't look back for the fear you may turn around a head back in the wrong direction.

random facts about me.

• I almost always have freezing cold toes.

• i have really long laughing fits - once one went for forty minutes.
• i love helping people
• i love my family and friends to death
• i’m in my first year at uni
• i study Photography and Graphic Design
• i love elephants
• i love love love taylor swift
• purple is my favourite colour
• youngest of two children, the only girl
• youngest on both sides of my family
• can be very mature and very immature
• i write
• my best friend and i are like sponge bob and Patrick
• i’m amazed by small things
• i sometimes wish for more
• i miss quite eaisly
• i wear glasses
• my sunnies are a floral pattern
• i want to change someone’s life
• i want to make this place better
• i have deep and dark fears that can tear me apart
• deep down im a bright and bubbly girl
• i want so much out of my life.
• i just want to live life.
• i love making new friends.
• im  a Gilmore Girls freak  (forever)
• my mum and i are close
• i love cake

 
 
There are so much more but ill save them for later

all i want to do is scream.

sometimes i feel like i give alot more to people then they are willing to give to me.
i tend to give all that i have to give
im always there for people when they need a shoulder to cry on, i forget what is happening to me for those moments that they need me, everything is about them.
when its my turn to need a shoulder, there is a shoulder there but there isn't the ears i need, the moment isn't entirely mine, its theirs as well because they make it like that. its been like that my entire life, all my friendships have been like that.
i give everything that i can for them, always have and will most likely always will.