Day: Beach
Night: Party
I live for summer and memories,making mistakes and talking about them the next morning over breakfast.

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It’s a terrible thing, I think, in life to wait until you’re ready. I have this feeling now that actually no one is ever ready to do anything. There is almost no such thing as ready. There is only now. And you may as well do it now. Generally speaking, now is as good a time as any.

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"text me when you get home so i know you’re safe" kinda people are the people i wanna be around

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Anonymous asked: You're probably not even that hispanic. You're just one of those white girls who is 1/7th Mexican or something.


Wow this is rude as hell considering you know absolutely nothing about me or my background. My dad immigrated from Cuba to the United States when he was 12, my mother was born in Miami to Cuban immigrants. My family lineage in Cuba stretches until the 19th century. My grandmother’s first husband was shot and killed right in front of her by the Castro regime. She emigrated to the US with no money at all. She had a PhD in Art History from the University of Havana and cleaned hotels when she first came here. So until you know me and my background and the background of every other person you choose to judge from this point forward, you should think before you send something out on the internet and hide behind anonymity. 


Thick everything. Thick thighs, thick eyebrows, thick lips. Thick maple syrup on my pancakes, thick everything.

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