Hi, I'm Maya. (cis, she/her)

I'm a feminist and sometimes, I'm paralyzed by my thoughts.

And I'm in a band called Peeled Lemón. I try to always trust God, even in those times of difficulty, when it seems like nothing is ever going to go right. I'm really Wonder Woman, but I try to keep this on the DL. I don't know if I want to be President or not. I just keep it as an option. My name's actually Máya, according to my birth certificate, but no one really cares. I listen to a variety of music, but some of my most played are: 5 Seconds of Summer, Paramore, Fall Out Boy, All Time Low, Ariana Grande, Beyoncé, Nicki Minaj, and Tori Kelly. Feel free to message me about any of those artists, and any other thing you please!

Enjoy my blog where I post whatever the heck I please and snippets of my movie-like life!

I reside in a boot-shaped state known as Louisiana.

Twitter & Snapchat: queenunic0rn
Instagram: 2037president
Writing Blog: carryinganotebook#mylife#lit tag exploration #gpoy




My roommate and his girlfriend got in the shower together and they’re… Talking about politics?

I was expecting to hear “OH GOD, HARDER,” not “George Washington was entirely correct in his prediction of what distinct parties would do to politics as a whole.”

Nope nevermind, there it is, apparently political debate is just their form of foreplay


(Source: camo--zamboni, via outthedoor-swat)

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I didn’t post any pictures but earlier this year, I cut my hair into a pixie.

Long story short, it was cute and I enjoyed it a whole lot. I also have some negative feelings attached to it, because I didn’t cut it entirely for myself. It is part of the reason I do not trust someone in my life, currently. My hair has grown back into a bob.

And, if one more fucking person tells me that I should go back to the pixie, I’m going to scream. Everyone ostracized me in the smallest ways when I got it, and made unnecessary comments. But, now you wanna say you fucking loved it?

That’s not even the reason I am so angry. This has been a unanimous thing with people that I socialize with; they think they can run me. And this particular instance makes my blood boil.

You. Are. Not. Me.

I am happy with my hair, even if you are not. If I want it in a pixie or in a bob, you do not get to fucking decide for me.

Do not tell me what choices to make, do not give me your input unless I freaking ask. Your opinion probably isn’t valued, nor do you play an important role in my life.

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"College kids literally don’t care about walking in the way of cars at school because we’re like “hit me i don’t care pay my tuition.”"

"Hit me my thesis is due in 12 hours and I haven’t started it"

"Hit me I have a final in an hour and I didn’t study"

"Hit me I’ve been on a 24 hour drinking binge and I’m invincible"

"Hit me. You’re a university vehicle and I’ll get free tuition."

"Hit me I feel like a failure anyway"

(via infelicific)

(via thattallguychris)



you deserve someone who isn’t embarrassed to love you and tells all their friends about you and saves your selfies, whether they’re good or bad to look at when they miss you and loses sleep to talk to you and tells you how much they love you and how beautiful you are all the time and i really hope you find that one day because you deserve to be loved

I definitely deserve this.

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