Hey there, I'm Ali. I'm 19 years old. I love to write and read and draw and paint and listen to music much too loudly, as long as it gets me away from where I am.
DFTBA.

 

some sappy sad thought provoking shit
Schenley Drive Bridge, Pittsburgh

some sappy sad thought provoking shit

Schenley Drive Bridge, Pittsburgh

freedomforwhales:

“I think the most amazing fact I learned was that they have a part of the brain that we don’t have—a part that we can’t even identify. This suggests that they sense, understand, and even feel more than we do. It still blows me away to think about it.”—Gabriela Cowperthwaite, Director of Blackfish

blackfish is the shit

freedomforwhales:

“I think the most amazing fact I learned was that they have a part of the brain that we don’t have—a part that we can’t even identify. This suggests that they sense, understand, and even feel more than we do. It still blows me away to think about it.”—Gabriela Cowperthwaite, Director of Blackfish

blackfish is the shit

thekawaiiangel:

awkwardsituationist:

“world of averages” - composite images culled from thousands of individual portraits resulting in symmetrical average faces

this was too cool not to reblog

A thing that I actually just said about my writing: 

Like the beginning of the piece starts out with me having this mental battle with the presence of a christmas tree—its wonky disposition to be exact, but is interrupted by seemingly irrelevant thoughts about like oceanic versions of fireflies and my opinions on evaporated milk…”

I need to stop, yo. 

i think i actually cried tears of joy when my creative non-fiction professor said i had youthful wisdom

this song is driving through west virginia, windows down, bathing suit donned, muddy feet on the dash, whiskey and wine stashed under the seats, hyped about going to the lake, and all those people that you dig

(Source: Spotify)

fucking around in the plaza today

not going to class

talking to all my favorite people

met a giant rabbit

"You look like a forest nymph who sometimes turns into a mermaid…who is also writing things" -Katherine 

I just want it to actually feel like spring time—like, consistently. I just keep thinking of that time I wrote..

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When your boyfriend breaks up with you by telling you that he never actually loved you, do the following:

Start smoking heavily.

Become a vegetarian.

Dye your hair weird fucking colors.

Dance in the lounge to Hey Ya.

Cry.

Repeat. 

Let’s play a game. It’s called How Many Classes Will I Cry in Today?

My guess is 2. I have three classes today. I already skipped the first one because I was too busy crying.