About Me

Ushi | 16 | i may not be your cup of tea but I'm your 10th shot of tequila.




Live. Laugh. Love.

♡ My ask is always open & I hope you enjoy my queued posts | Currently studying hard for my exams for the next 2 months | Wish me luck! ♡

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“You must find a boy your own age. Someone mild and beautiful to be your lover. Someone who will tremble for your touch, offer you a marguerite by its long stem with his eyes lowered. Someone whose fingers are a poem.”

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추운 겨울에서
봄으로 계절이 바뀌듯
너 때문에 녹아내리는 중

Just like the season changes
From cold winter to spring
I’m melting because of you 

"I remember the first time you held my hand. I don’t know if it was because of the cold or the fact I loved you but fuck, I felt the world rush through my veins."

11:49pm, sadness. // im-not-doing-okay (via perfect)
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I love being horribly straightforward. I love sending reckless text messages (because how reckless can a form of digitized communication be?) and telling people I love them and telling people they are absolutely magical humans and I cannot believe they really exist. I love saying, Kiss me harder, and You’re a good person, and, You brighten my day. I live my life as straight-forward as possible.
Because one day, I might get hit by a bus.

Maybe it’s weird. Maybe it’s scary. Maybe it seems downright impossible to just be—to just let people know you want them, need them, feel like, in this very moment, you will die if you do not see them, hold them, touch them in some way whether its your feet on their thighs on the couch or your tongue in their mouth or your heart in their hands.

But there is nothing more beautiful than being desperate.

And there is nothing more risky than pretending not to care.

We are young and we are human and we are beautiful and we are not as in control as we think we are. We never know who needs us back. We never know the magic that can arise between ourselves and other humans.

We never know when the bus is coming.

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Lewis, Rachel C.. Tell The People You Love That You Love Them. (via foreverlittleliar)
"If a poem hasn’t ripped apart your soul; you haven’t experienced poetry."

Edgar Allan Poe (via violynce)
"Somewhere between emotional and emotionless."

(via lipstick-bullet)