My name is Ashley, but some people call me Kat, or Alaska. Call me whichever you like! I live in Florida. I am German, Polish, French, and Columbian. I am a pacifist. I am indifferent. I am a writer. I like books, music, movies, video games and UK television. I live for Kingdom Hearts, Coldplay, and Misfits. Late night conversations, long walks in the cold. Winter, scary stories. I play piano and I want a pet chameleon.
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♫ Somebody that I Used to Know --- Walk Off the Earth. (Cover)
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Got high as fuck with my cousins yesterday
Made a bong
Did fun shit while we were stoned
Then we all fell asleep
And I just woke up,
And we’re going to the beach today
It’s my cousins birthday
Yeah~
And so I’ll sit here in sadness,
wallow in self pity,
and think of all the times this has happened before.
Me, all alone again,
dreaming of the days when things like this
never even crossed my mind.
And now every day is a struggle,
a repetitive, monotonous struggle.
I never learn from my mistakes
and I continue to make them
over and over again.
I don’t know how much more I can endure.
(Source: avalanche-of-thoughts)
Insecurity is a feeling of general unease or nervousness that may be triggered by perceiving of oneself to be vulnerable in some way, or a sense of vulnerability or instability which threatens one’s self-insecure
Wow, I’m insecure
(via iiinocence)