Crystal Bell

Perpetual dreamer in love with the digital world. I tweet, I blog, I document.

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Why am I waiting for someone to apologize when I know that said person never will? Perhaps the real question is, why do I give people so many chances? I always end up getting hurt in the end. But in the end, I just need to realize that he’ll never change—and neither will I.

So I guess I’ll keep giving him more chances…

When I was 5 years old, my mother always told me that happiness was the key to life. When I went to school, they asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up. I wrote down ‘happy’. They told me I didn’t understand the assignment, and I told them they didn’t understand life.
John Lennon (via atomos)

(via ultramarinemermaid)

Life’s too short babe, time is flyin… I’m lookin for baggage that goes with mine…
RENT (via shamrocker8)
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Beirut,
Gulag Orkestar

leeanna41:

Postcards from Italy - Beirut

Desperately seeking some sort of spiritual fulfillment. But sometimes, not even music can help me find it.

Feeling down today for no reason.

I am the author of my life. Unfortunately, I am writing in pen and can’t erase my mistakes.
Bill Kaulitz (via quote-book)

(via infinitidreamer)

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Adele,
21 (Deluxe Edition)

nazi-julieandrews:

Sometimes I wake up by the door
That heart you caught must be waiting for you
Even now when we’re already over
I can’t help myself from looking for you

Set Fire to the Rain, Adele

This is definitely my go-to song right now. It’s incredible how powerful music can be.

(via lordofwinterfells)

…but I refuse to drown.

Life at the moment seems abnormally unsettling—then again, this is quite an unsettling time. I graduate college in twelve days. Do I have a job? No. Do I have an apartment? No? Is this what I thought my life would be like a month ago? No. But I guess I have to keep reminding myself that I have too many crazy expectations for my future—and that I can’t possibly achieve all of my dreams right out of college. But wouldn’t it feel amazing if I did? Yes.

There’s still twelve days to figure stuff out. And it’s not like I’ll be homeless. It’s going to be rough for awhile, I’ll be the first to admit it, but it’s possible. I may only have $1900 in the bank right now, but I have to believe that I can make it. And at the end of the day, when I have my dream job and my own apartment, I can say that I literally did it all on my own. Not many people can say that, but will I? Most definitely yes.

It’s going to get worse before it will ever get better, but I’m not going to let New York bully me into leaving. This has been my dream since I was just a little girl growing up in a motel, and I refuse to let it drown.