And once the storm is over, you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.Haruki Murakami (via fabulousbitch69)
So, take my love, take it down
Oh climb a mountain and turn around
If you see my reflection in the snow covered hills
Well the landslide will bring you down, down
The first world problems of a seventeen year old college student.
interests: shopping. shoes. late nights. lame pick up lines. fall one one. in n out. grey goose. happy hour. hacienda heights. television. disney. theater lighting. nail polish. deep conversations. best friends. alphakappapsi. lgbt rights. piercings. tattoos. philanthropy.