This Embrace,

A bee under the microscope. Weird how this tiny stinger can be so much pain. #biotech #snatchingyopeopleup #nofilly

A bee under the microscope. Weird how this tiny stinger can be so much pain. #biotech #snatchingyopeopleup #nofilly

I have been working very hard to get accepted into this program, but I don’t have the means to cover the full payment. This program will enable me to house at Stanford for three weeks, while learning about acting. Acting has always been something that has interested me since I was small, but I was never able to have any exposure to it as it is very expensive. To me this is a one-in-a-life-time experience, since it is the last year I would be eligible. Please help me reach my goal. I welcome and value any donations, even a dollar counts. If you cannot donate, I encourage you to let others know you think may be willing to donate. Please help me come closer to a life dream. Again, this is very special to me, I have been working very hard for this moment! It is a life-time opportunity and I only have 19 more days to fundraise money. Thank you for your support!

Please help me reach my goal! Any type donation is helpful and very appreciated.
https://www.wishbone.org/campaigns/628542/citlalli
 #25daysleft

Please help me reach my goal! Any type donation is helpful and very appreciated.
https://www.wishbone.org/campaigns/628542/citlalli
#25daysleft

It’s been a rebirth. They’ve are survivors. The very first day, they were just a tiny pod frighten to come out and splendor. Today they are beautiful as ever. I hope to one day I can let myself open up as they did and shine; radiating love and resilience. #movingforward

It’s been a rebirth. They’ve are survivors. The very first day, they were just a tiny pod frighten to come out and splendor. Today they are beautiful as ever. I hope to one day I can let myself open up as they did and shine; radiating love and resilience. #movingforward

yung-medusa:

︻╦╤─ soft ghetto ─╤╦︻

yung-medusa:

︻╦╤─ soft ghetto ─╤╦︻

(Source: euo, via anahisimply)

hungarian:

if i don’t talk to myself who will

(via dontcrushmydreams)

thechocolatepepper:

We have all been Carrie.

thechocolatepepper:

We have all been Carrie.

(via dontcrushmydreams)

I want to describe how I feel. I feel lonely… And tired. Every day, I wake up not wanting to live, but it’s gotten to a point that I’m so numb I just do things in autopilot. There’s this cloud of cutting thoughts always fogging my surrounding, it’s like a cloud that follows me. Except this cloud just builds up with more and more fog of thoughts everyday. And sometimes I want to explode and make my cloud go away… So then a storm hits. Full thunder and lightening and those are the moments where I find it most tempting to let myself be drowned away. With all these years of silences and being dead I’ve learned to be hopeless. There’s just nothing to look forward. I’m tired. I’m lonely. And I just can’t seem to break away. I’m in-chained to my own skin, my own eyes that see only ugly in this world. I really try to see some pink in all those grey dark shades, but instead I just see painful reds. I’m screaming inside but not even a faint whisper comes out. For how much longer must I live? I’m tired and lonely, and I just don’t want to breathe. At least not this intoxicating fog. I’m dead inside anyway… Just let me be at ease with the soil. I want to burry my soul ten feet underground. Maybe then… My roots will grow into a strong tree. Alive but lifeless.