amberh94

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Joined: November 29, 2011
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I'm 18 years old, i live in Canada. I have long hair, and i'm schubby, and i have braces. (:  I'm very shy, and boring, and i have no friends at school, i'm alright with that, i'm use to being alone, so it doesn't bother me. (:  I mostly play Xbox 360, Black Ops mostly. And i love listening to music, and that's all pretty much me. c(: 

Oh and most of my quotes are probably copied and paste. 

 If you follow me, i'll follow you back (: 


Quotes by amberh94

I took a descent picture of myself, i thought it was beautiful for a moment, but then i got sick of looking at it already.. :\
sad... 

Do i have to spell it out or scream it in your face? The chemistry between us can destroy this place.

"Before you diagnose yourself with depression or low self-esteem,
first make sure you are not,
in fact, surrounded by a**holes. "

I'm pretty, but i'm not beautiful.
I sin, but i'm not the devil.
I'm good, but i'm not an angel.

- Marilyn Monroe

There is something beautful about all scars, whatever nature. A scar means the hurt is over,  the wound is closed and healed, done with. 

" true destiny
is reality. "

I want a tattoo. A quote saying something about life, dreams, reality, something, but i don't know exactly what. I need help with it..


It's okay not to be okay

Who You Are - Jessie J 


That awkward moment when a sentence doesn't end the way you think it turtle.

We Are Humans
Posted by Iffah on February 29, 2012 in Blog 
 
We’re all walking around with these glossy eyes. “I’m just tired,” we say. But you know what? It’s bullshit. Yes, we are tired, but it’s not from the lack of sleep. We are tired of waking up with nothing to look forward to, tired of going to bed exhausted after doing a million things we find no enjoyment in doing. We’re tired of this void, this emptiness that looms over us even though our days are packed. We’re tired of the loneliness that presses down on us even though we’re surrounded by dozens of people.
So why can’t we just say it? Humans are so afraid to look into each other’s eyes and say “I am unhappy, I am broken, I am fallible.” We’ve been conditioned to associate pain with weakness, sadness with coldness, loneliness with unworthiness, difference with disease, as if these feelings are contagious, as if ambivalence is something not to be felt but to be feared.
Well, I say screw all of that. Screw forced smiles and polite handshakes and I’m fine, thank you. Screw the fear of crying in public place, screw the fake chipper voice, screw the lies we spit out to cover up our problems. We are humans. We are meant to feel. To feel everything and to feel it openly. We are not metal – we are flesh and bone. Our boiled blood courses through our cold, clammy hands. We are intricate and beautiful and we should never hide our human parts, because if we do, then what’s left to show?