hay guys. new tumblr for when i ill be in turkey

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 it feels like you know, with all your heart, this is not the one. that you two are not compatible, but you still really want it to work out. i should have this much passion for someone i really love. i should be fighting for someone that matters. 

i cant stop crying. i cant stop crying. i cant stop crying. i cant stop crying. i cant stop crying. i cant stop crying. i cant stop crying. i cant stop crying. i cant stop crying. 

make it stop. and while youre at it. make every boy i like love me back. 

im going to find someone who really likes me because im a really sweet girl who knows a lot about visual optics. I can give good advice among other things. I dont have long eye lashes, but I have long legs that never needs to be shaved because im asian. I get pissy but i always apologize the next day.

one day i’ll find a boy who will appreciate me and wonder “god, how did i get so lucky”. when in reality, i know, im the one who lucked out. but that will just be my little secret. 

I DONT ALWAYS HAVE TO PRETEND THAT I DONT HAVE A VAGINA AND THAT I DONT CARE ABOUT FEELINGS AND SHIT

but i just really want him to want to date me too.

fucking shit it is 2:47

i have to take a midterm at 10

then i will drive to palm springs

where it is 100 glorious degrees 

and the girls make me feel like

never eating again. and the boys

kinda make me feel the same way.

where drinking at 9am is acceptable

applauded. expected. fuck im tired. 

coachella was pretty intense (yes i did camp)

im so excited to see deadmau5 again at EDC. yayyy

the worlds like a science, and im like secret

photo reply with something secretive 

how come no one is in class today?

oh thats right. im an hour early. wtf?

gpoyMONDAYTUESDAYWEDNESDAYTHURSDAYFRIDAY

EVERYDAY THAT IVE MISSED

dirty projectors, xx, julian casablancas, nvm. im going to stop before i get myself too excited and cant sleep. im gonna go wash my super curly hair that NONE OF YOU ALL KNOW ABOUT.

COACHELLA. BLAHJ

HOW LONG HAS BEEN

like Norah Jones for a sunny day, for a rainy day. Like the thrill of a lie, like the pressure of a needle, a dying father, more than anything,

i need to be alone.

sylvea will be returning to tumblr after spring break.

prepare yourselves.

finalsssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss

ammiright?