Ivana Ly, 17 years old, Takened by Khanh Nguyen. Birthday:March 14,1997. North Cal, Bay Area/San Jose.OFWGKTA<3
Noob Dancer. Vietnamese.Combination of weird, awkward, shy and blunt.
Mostly Quotes/Vents/text blog. *My Monochrome effect can only be viewed Chrome*

I don’t feel very special to you. I tried to hide it for a while but the fact that I can’t even tell you this directly should show that I have lost some connection with you. I feel like you’d treat me the same as anybody else so I just can’t distinguish if I’m important or not.

"How do you know when it’s over?"

“Maybe when you feel in love with your memories than with the person standing in front of you.”

I need you more than I love you and I love you to bits - Gunnar Ardelius (via unvocalise)

bagmilk:

you haven’t replied in three minutes what did i do why do you hate me

If someone really loves you, no matter how many other people they meet, their feelings for you wouldn’t change. A real lover can’t be stolen.

eiffeled:

A person’s tumblr tells a lot about them. It shows what kind of images they see in their head, who they love, who they hate, even what they think about other people.

Maybe we’ll meet again, when we are slightly older and our minds less hectic, and I’ll be right for you and you’ll be right for me. But right now, I am chaos to your thoughts and you are poison to my heart.
—Wishful thinking (via nullalibertas)
I wonder who’s gonna be by my side in 10 years
—(via silly-luv)
If a guy wants to be with a girl, he will make it happen, no matter what. So trust me when I say if a guy is treating you like he doesn’t give a shit, he genuinely doesn’t give a shit. No exceptions.
—He’s Just Not That Into You (via allforthemems)

discare:

Do you ever just wish you could unmeet someone? like maybe they were great up first, or even for awhile. But then they cause you so much pain and sadness that it wasn’t even worth the good times. So now they’re just stuck in your life, in your fuckin thoughts. You want them out but nope, forever they’ll be part of you.

I asked if you were okay,
You said, “I don’t know.”
It was 2am and I understood you were having a bad time again,
I know how you get every once in a while,
You sit in your room shaking because your thoughts get the best of you sometimes,
But you refuse to ask anyone for help.
I offered you my hand but you pushed me away,
You always fucking push me away.
I just wanted to be that person for you,
The one you can talk about your problems with,
I’m awful at advice but I would listen to you talk for hours if it meant that I could hear your voice,
If it meant that I could help you feel better.
I really don’t want you to fade  (via iclungtoy0u)