MiSFIT The Conference (Day 1)
I’LL FIGHT
Hundreds of Misfits came together for 3 days in New York City. These are people act differently, look differently, speak differently, and praise differently, but one thing is certain, they love the one that died to save them. These are individuals that are outcasts by the world’s standards, but in the mist of that they stand proudly as MiSFITS
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Wouldn’t be surprised if half the people that reblogged this, do not know what this is from.
“Being in love is a very strange thing. Your thoughts constantly drift towards this other person, no matter what you’re doing. You could be reaching for a glass in the cupboard or brushing your teeth or listening to someone tell a story, and your mind will just start drifting towards their face, their hair, the way they smell, wondering what they’ll wear, and what they’ll say the next time they see you. And on top of the constant dream state you’re in, your stomach feels like it’s connected to a bungee chord, and it bounces and bounces around for hours until it finally lodges itself next to your heart,”
— Pittacus Lore (via onlinecounsellingcollege)
That girl…that beautiful girl right there…She’s the girl I want to marry someday. Words aren’t descriptive enough to adequately quantify the way I feel about her. You are the main to my method. A field in my class, you will always be protected.
I love you.
Te amo mi amor. Tu eres mi corazon y mi vida y my ceilo para siempre.
