AboutVickie. 25. Security Guard. Makeup addict. Soon-to-be Doctoral Student. Future college professor. Fun-loving. Book-loving. Lover. Fighter. U2 fanatic. Makeup whore. Mac/Apple fanatic. Aspiring cook. Smiles. Hearts. Loving life ♥
"Falling for someone is the worst." She says.
"It’s sunshine and butterflies and storms and rain all mixed together and rammed down your throat until you throw it back up and collapse from feeling too much."
"It’s questions that have no answers and heartbeats that threaten to break through your ribcage and fall to the floor. And you will fall to your knees asking why you let someone in to see the darkest recesses of your mind when at any moment they could run away with your secrets and never look back."
"Falling in love is being stabbed a hundred times and drowning in his goddamn eyes. It’s feeling lips and teeth, up against walls and on counters and desks and drawers. It’s letting your hands trace lines and paths across new terrain, laughing at 2am like you’re five years old again and whispering ‘I love you, I love you, I love you’ into his skin."
"Falling in love is clumsy." She whispers. "It’s messy. It’s sitting on the ground running your fingers through your hair thinking: ‘Fuck. I’ve really done it this time."