My name is Pamela. My life is a roller coaster, but I enjoy it. I am inspired by things old and new, I trying to make it in this world, so give me a break :)
Macaroon heaven! (Taken with Instagram at ‘Lette Macarons)
My first margarona 😍🍸 (Taken with Instagram at La Fiesta)
Writing out bad words feel so good.
Question: For grad school do they (a majority of schools) usually give a writing prompt for the whole “accept me” deal or is it just whatever my little heart desires? If so.. Help! I want to start prepping now. GRE this July, heap school apps this fall!
I’ll admit it, I’ve take some facebook post serious but when I posted a status about homeless people having a fucking cell phone everyone had a fucking life lesson to throw into it. Get a clue and realize it! I dont need lessons on how cell phones are cheaper then housing or working homeless people.
I deal with homeless people on a daily basis, it was a fucking ironic situation and I thought it was funny.
Get the fuck out of here with that shit
(via takecalifornyuh)
Sylvia Plath
"I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead; I lift my lids and all is born again. (I think I made you up inside my head.) The stars go waltzing out in blue and red, And arbitrary blackness gallops in: I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane. (I think I made you up inside my head.) God topples from the sky, hell's fires fade: Exit seraphim and Satan's men: I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. I fancied you'd return the way you said, But I grow old and I forget your name. (I think I made you up inside my head.) I should have loved a thunderbird instead; At least when spring comes they roar back again. I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. (I think I made you up inside my head.)"
