Feathers in the pages.

Err, I'm Noelle. Well, I wrote this whole little paragraph before that basically gave an overview of my personality. But, it didn't save. So I'll try to do my best to once again give a basic overview of who I am in a few sentences.
Well, as previously stated, I'm Noelle. I'm a thinker and a by-product of my mind. I tend to over-think, and it's my greatest downfall. I generally always have something to say, but I never really know how to express it. And it's very, very frustrating. I'm a bit of a pessimist, but I see myself as more of a realist. I want to do nothing more with my life than help people. I seldom, if ever, judge people. And just know that I will ALWAYS be here for you. No matter if we've never spoken a day in our lives, I'll be a shoulder to cry on if you need without having to think twice about it.

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tamouraka:
I TRIED TO CLOSE SKYPE BUT THEN SOMETHING HAPPENED AND
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Everyone puts their phones in the middle of the table. Whoever cracks first by touching their phone, pays for the entire meal. The purpose of the game was to get everyone off their phones, away from twitter, facebook, texting, etc and to encourage conversations. In other words, help cure the “Anti-Social Social Media Craziness”. Here are the rules: 1. The game starts after everyone sits down. 2. Everybody places their phone in the middle of the table. 3. The first person to touch their phone loses the game. 4. Loser of the game pays the bill for everyone’s meal. 5. If the bill comes before anyone has touched their phone, everybody is declared a winner and pays for their own meal. Are You Game? 


this should be a rule for every meal i ever go out to

Should start doing this with my friends
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Einstein and his therapist.
“Happiness in intelligent people is the rarest thing I know.” -Hemingway
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Why being a girl isn't working out for me:

  • Body: Oh, guess what time of the month it is!
  • Me: Please, god, no--
  • Ovaries: ALL SYSTEMS GO0O0O0OO0OO0O0O0
  • Brain: I quit. i quit. kittens and cupcakes and no one loves me. oh my god salty snacks i am furius
  • Me: Please, guys, calm down--
  • Face: TIME TO RUIN EVERYTHING YOU HAVE EVER LIKED ABOUT ME. I'M GROWING MOUNTAINS, BITCHES.
  • Brain: And now I'm ugly! shbdksdnksbn
  • Torso: Time to practice labor. cramp this bitch up. GO GO GO GO GO GO
  • Me: STOP IT FOR THE LOVE OF GOD!
  • Stomach: lol clothes cant fit you anymore. you are bloated. you are now a balloooooooon!
  • Me: I hate you all
  • Brain: I KNOW EVERYONE HATES ME I AM SO DEPRESSED. we need to procreate.
  • Face: Lol, i'm not done yet.
  • Uterus: what did i ever do to deserve this?
  • Brain: you just wait uterus. they're going to make you hold a baby for like 10 months straight.
  • Uterus: You mother fuckers.
  • Torso: CONTRACT!
  • Me: I quit being female, I am now a llama.
  • Brain: Me gusta.
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literally me
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