and on that cheek, and o’er that brow, so soft, so calm, yet eloquent, the smiles that win, the tints that glow, but tell of days in goodness spent, a mind at peace with all below, a heart whose love is innocent! - Lord Byron
I was challenged by @annabeljz and @ivonnempeace to do this #honestselfie challenge. ugh. Here they go.

1. Most of you know this… but… my name is not really Inia😱 It’s Maria Virginia, and it is in honor of both my amazing grandmothers. ❤
2. My feet are always dirty because I’m always barefoot. (@angeltabarv hates this so much, hehe) ❤
3. Every time I go to the movies I order the same thing. Small popcorn with ‎M&M’S Milk Chocolate and grape soda.❤
4. I’m extremely curious. I ask a lot of questions (borderline nosy, I’m sorry) and Google almost everything.❤
5. I have a weird phobia: Achondroplasiaphobia, Nanosophobia or Lollypopguildophobia. Which is phobia to dwarves. Yes, I know. It’s weird and I can’t help it. I get really anxious and get nauseous when I’m around them. No, it’s not a racism thing because I don’t actually hate them, I’m just terrified of them. 💔😓 My other phobias include: rain, thunder, needles and flying cockroaches.
6. I actually fell on my head when I was a baby. (I was around 1) ❤
7. I hate the color pink. It reminds me of pepto-bismol, vomit and Dolores Umbridge (HP reference.) 😓
8. I’m really bad at describing myself. I prefer getting asked direct questions. ❤
9. I love Jesus, but I’m not a big fan of religion. I understood why when I read the poem “Why I hate Religion, But Love Jesus” and the book “Jesus > Religion” both by @jeffersonbethke.
❤
10. I usually don’t watch TV, but I am religious about @nbcthevoice. It starts next 
monday and I am extremely excited about it. Seriously, I cant be bothered during The Voice, or I will throw a fit. ❤
#honestselfie #challenge #iamwhoiam #allme #allaboutthatbass

I was challenged by @annabeljz and @ivonnempeace to do this #honestselfie challenge. ugh. Here they go.

1. Most of you know this… but… my name is not really Inia😱 It’s Maria Virginia, and it is in honor of both my amazing grandmothers. ❤
2. My feet are always dirty because I’m always barefoot. (@angeltabarv hates this so much, hehe) ❤
3. Every time I go to the movies I order the same thing. Small popcorn with ‎M&M’S Milk Chocolate and grape soda.❤
4. I’m extremely curious. I ask a lot of questions (borderline nosy, I’m sorry) and Google almost everything.❤
5. I have a weird phobia: Achondroplasiaphobia, Nanosophobia or Lollypopguildophobia. Which is phobia to dwarves. Yes, I know. It’s weird and I can’t help it. I get really anxious and get nauseous when I’m around them. No, it’s not a racism thing because I don’t actually hate them, I’m just terrified of them. 💔😓 My other phobias include: rain, thunder, needles and flying cockroaches.
6. I actually fell on my head when I was a baby. (I was around 1) ❤
7. I hate the color pink. It reminds me of pepto-bismol, vomit and Dolores Umbridge (HP reference.) 😓
8. I’m really bad at describing myself. I prefer getting asked direct questions. ❤
9. I love Jesus, but I’m not a big fan of religion. I understood why when I read the poem “Why I hate Religion, But Love Jesus” and the book “Jesus > Religion” both by @jeffersonbethke.

10. I usually don’t watch TV, but I am religious about @nbcthevoice. It starts next 
monday and I am extremely excited about it. Seriously, I cant be bothered during The Voice, or I will throw a fit. ❤
#honestselfie #challenge #iamwhoiam #allme #allaboutthatbass

#moodoftheday

I obsess over a couple things.

First there’s my hair, it has to be perfect

                        So I mess with it until it looks like I didn’t care in the first place and then I feel like I’m worth it, maybe handsome, and with product and passion precision and painstaking plucking

I convince myself that I’m someone worth

-dating.

Then there’s my poetry. I strive for naked honesty. That’s why I changed the pronoun to he despite the fact he’d never had the hots for me.

Unreturned puppy love, a one-way street couldn’t look him in the eyes so I locked on my feet. Only to find that my shoes seemed stupid all this sudden so I retreat and they’d squeak as I took off running.

I used to wait for him by my lockers, we never really made eye contact. I’d think maybe he is maybe he isn’t but a crush overcomes that. So I’d stare at him stressing something to say, but panic that I might slip and give something away,

like that I’m corny, awkward or the fact that I’m

            -a cocksucker.

Then there is text messaging. I read them over at least fifteen times before sending. Studying the sentences, surveying for subtly hoping the reader won’t figure it out or be on to me.

What if I cross the line and flirting comes fleeting from fingers that fight to write

Fuck it, I’m in love I’m in love I’m in love with you.

And hit send.

In my wildest fantasies I’m still not that strong. So I type and retype till I see nothing wrong. But it’s always wrong, so says the preacher, says kids on the bus says pale political creatures whose words of hate flood the room, microphones through the speakers.

Lucky for me I had love which goes deeper.

It took me twenty-one years to come out. I felt brave for a bit-but.

                        I’ve been thinking about how to tell someone I love them.

I’m better with writing than talking sometimes, and if I talk I might mess up and I can’t edit or plagiarize. It should be easier now, everyone knows I like guys,

but I freeze up as soon as I look into his

-crotch

So I’ll write a text message. I’ll say everything I need to, I’ll quote better poets than I and source links that say liking guys is as natural as green eyes or my off-hand replies and I’ll say we aren’t alone, we aren’t alone, we aren’t alone and any home is a home, type it all in my phone.

There’s surrogate mama’s, we’ll walk the down the street and ignore the

shady ha-has,

Keep up the p-p-p-p-poker face, shamelessly sing-

-Led Zepplin

Stairway to Heaven, fuck the highway to hell. I’m agnostic and its obnoxious for people to think they know us so well. It’s love it doesn’t matter which direction I feel.

            so their words cannot hurt me, I’ll stand with the stones you throw- try your best to make it stick. I’m far from being bullied but my skin is still as thick. One cannot know pain until love is hit or miss, relish in the random while I rely the risk and I envy all the hetros who do not fear to take their pick

while I have to read the signs just be cause I suck

-at sports

I have never known love before but i felt my stomach do flips, I’ve know lust so intense I wanted to just quit. Makes me stare at your lips try to make you laugh from clever quips, and if your reading this-

I finally hit send.

I’m not your average girl from your video. 🎤🎵✨

#video #indiaarie #natural #sometimesido #sometimesidont #becauseiamaqueen #allaboutthatbass

“I dont understand how someone can be so addictive”

– 12:42am (via fuckingz)

“I kinda always knew I’d end up your ex-girlfriend”

– No Doubt, Ex-Girlfriend

“Love isn’t always pretty. Sometimes you spend all your time hoping it’ll eventually be something different. Something better. Then, before you know it, you’re back to square one, and you lost your heart somewhere along the way.”

– Colleen Hoover, Ugly Love (via quoted-books)

“There are three questions every woman should be able to answer yes to before they commit to a man. If you answer no to any of the three questions, run like hell. Does he treat you with respect at all times? That’s the first question. The second question is, if he is the exact same person twenty years from now that he is today, would you still want to marry him? And finally, does he inspire to be a better person? You find someone you can answer yes to all three, then you’ve found a good man.”

– Colleen Hoover, Slammed (via quotationadmiration)

aseaofquotes:

Colleen Hoover, Maybe Someday

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Colleen Hoover, Maybe Someday

“I don’t know how to speak to you. I don’t know what you’re thinking. Talk to me. Tell me everything you’ve ever said. All the words. Starting from your very first one.”

– Ugly Love - Colleen Hoover

“I wish I kissed you so much fucking more.”

– I’m sorry.
6:29pm (via tallglassofrio)

“Reading without reflecting is like eating without digesting.”

– Edmund Burke (via observando)