I'm the King of the World.




My name is Mary and I want to be a writer and a dancer.
i hate that everything in the vanessa carlton tag is “a thousand miles.”

zaceggfron:

  1. i hate that song.
  2. she has much better music that song. it’s amateur. the one? carousel? hear the bells? brilliant pieces. listen to those. more than “a thousand miles” exists.

^fucking this. All her work is overshadowed by a thousand miles, and it’s annoying as hell. The song can’t even compare to her other pieces.


Tumblr has taken over my life.

        I spend like 4+ hours a day on it, I’m not even kidding. I could have spent the day cleaning my room or attic or practicing my piruottes or outlining a book. I feel like I’m throwing my life away.

         I know I’m not going to delete, but I need to start posting way less. I love my blog and my followers, but my blog is becoming super excessive. For the next twenty minutes, I’m going to que as many posts as possible. Then, I’m going to write a study plan for finals and to clean my room. Then I’ll write my paper for school. Over the summer, I’m going to push myself to post less. I’m going to force myself to make plans with people, and get ready for the school year: buy clothes, DIY some clothes, work on my flexibility, make art, etc. I want to start classes next year on the right foot, and I need to learn to make better study habits.

So… this has been a pointless post.


  • teacher: you will be assorted into groups
  • me: oh ok
  • and then i work with the other kid who doesn't talk much and we get to know each other and find out we have similar interests and vow to talk more and then we start texting each other and it becomes the highlight of our days and every friday we go to see that genre of movie we both love and then one day after said movie we get caught in the rain and we can't catch a taxi so we end up having to run to a bus stop but it's raining really hard so they take a newspaper from the side of the street and drape it over our heads and it's shitty and not even working but we're laughing so hard we don't even care and when we finally get to the bus stop we are panting and laughing and wet and then they turn to me and smile and i smile and they take me by the cheeks and murmur some inside joke and we laugh and then we kiss and then eighty years later we're happily married with 2.8 children and all our dreams came true but oh fuck we forgot to hand in our group Science project didn't we.

  • friend: sorry, I can't hang out anymore
  • me: but I showered for you

In the future...
  • Husband: What are you doing?
  • Me: I found my old Tumblr!
  • Husband: Can I see?
  • Me: No. Noo. No. No. No.
  • Husband: Is that....Wait. Was your Tumblr about me?
  • Me:
  • Husband:
  • Me:
  • Husband:
  • Me: No.


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hyliancrest:

If you think that I’m going to be annoyed by you messaging me


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coffeeoprahandpeanutbutter:

Hey do you want to be the romantic to my comedy?


wow i havent had sex in forever like literally forever because im a virgin

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