❝ Perhaps all the dragons in our lives are princesses who are only waiting to see us act, just once, with beauty and courage. Perhaps everything that frightens us is, in its deepest essence, something helpless that wants our love.
Pleasure finally meeting you. I'm Hiba Shine.
BRB while I travel to Astoria to save Reeti and Zania’s life
LOL you guys are in Astoria? Oh my god. They have great Mexican food and sandwich shops there, not even gonna lie. Also—I WAS WORKING YESTERDAY IN TIMES SO WHAT IS THIS WITCHERY. I’m taking you guys through Manhattan on Wednesday, bytheway. Soho, Nolita, Tribeca, Chelsea yay!#caligirlproblems
You know what
okay fine.
I want to write something worth reading, because there is a whole lot of junk out there, nothing particularly challenging to our worlds. Our mind sets should be challenged everyday, allowing us to break our own small sense of reality to see the greater picture of the world we live in. That’s what the internet does well with, it shatters our conceptions of the other and brings a larger sense of community to lonely individuals with nothing else better to do with their time.
If there are such things as social butterflies there should be the opposite: reclusive moths. I think I prefer the latter.
Anonymous: heres a heart melt for you ; ) "Every day I hear about people who have to fight to keep things together.I'm glad we have it down to a science."
Ha. Cute.
That gif accurately displays my emotions right about now :))))I know I sound like a totally twisted cassette, but, umm… I’m leaving to New York tomorrow.
With one of my closest friends (Zania).
I can’t wait to see Hiba & Neil & all these people and places and just omg. Tell us if you’re in NY! :)
I think if you know exactly who you are then you know where you are, and therefore you can never be lost.
I decided that it would be a good idea to go outside more, have adventures and just do things worthwhile. I’m living for a dream.
Cutting days short because there are dreams that I need to have. Cutting nights short because there are days that I need to live.
I love that.
There is a certain set of words that can be strung together, in the right order, to unlock the codes of my heart. I sit and wait on them.
Pinpoint the last time anything really meant something. Sift through the cobwebs and time capsules in your head if you can. Find the smile that can be used as a blueprint for all future counterfeits.
Have you ever looked up at a starry night and wondered if something or someone was looking back at you with the same awe and fascination?
