Dream Catcher

my name is FiFi. i'm 16. i live in Scotland .Things i like include converse.toms .vodka. incense sticks. autumn.snow. feathers. moonlight. sunshine. piercings. red lips. crunchy leaves. green tea. jam. american spirit. photography. pandas. boys. tall boys. laughing. kissing. dream catchers. American accents. Pretty girls.stories to tell. cats. tattoos. pride. black eyeliner. christmas trees. wandering.Nice weather.food. peacock feathers. vintage. peanut butter. magazines. Trampolines.hugs. smoke. sunglasses. bicycles. ear streachers. nights that you barely remember. watching the sunrise. breakfast. friendship. recklessness. Being a fool. Random car journeys. singing as loud as you can. good music. getting wasted.laughing at wasted people.independence. New york. coffee.Hot chocolate. nighttime. nutella. smiling. cigarettes. australian accents. stars.lazy summers. wine. staying out late. summer. striped shirts. Long nails.baguettes. giraffes. shooting stars. Australia. kangaroos. first kisses. meeeting new people. trains. pranks. Oranges.adventures. wildlife. accomplishing a goal. laughing to the point where you feel yourself going insane. peace. singing offkey. Make up.riddles.taking risks.Hand holding. memories.my friends. my family. self respecting people. the colors pink ,blue and purple.long hair. and all my fallowers <3

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Memories.

Someone once said that memories are just fractions of the mind.when we remember ,we fiddle these fractions around in what we think the right way.therefor,memories are creations.To remember means to dream …and the memories themselves are nothing more than mere illusions/Dreams.but when i gather the fractions of my memory together…the vivid image that comes up in my mind is probably not the real thing anymore.when events turn into memories we exaggerate them to the point where the actual event is totally made up and false.So our past isnt really our past ,our past is what we imagine it to be.Every memory you hold is wrong, it’s been made up by your own mind to how you want to perceive / tell it.

Memories are gentle,so let’s always sleep for a bit and dream about these  memories,while making wishes in silence,and so i wish …that even for you those memories..become gentle..

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Anonymous asked: i like how lovely your description is ,it shows what type of person you are.

hope thats a good thing aha?

Anonymous asked: you seem like a very genuine person! and your face is just so cute. your like a bundle of cuteness!

aawh thank youuu :3 x

kaotaja asked: you're cute:)

no your cute :3 x

Anonymous asked: <3

aawh <3

Anonymous asked: i love the paragraph on your blog! your such an interesting person!xx

awwh thanks! i do try :) xx