I'm a 23-year-old female Scorpio from Manila. I enjoy dancing around the edges of adventure and danger. They call me Apple because when I was a baby, my head was shaped like an apple.

Story of my life.

 

at San Beda College Alabang

at San Beda College Alabang

peggycress:

Carl Fredricksen and young Ellie after browsing through their adventure book.

DYIIIIIIIIIIIING. ♥

peggycress:

Carl Fredricksen and young Ellie after browsing through their adventure book.


DYIIIIIIIIIIIING. ♥

Thank you, David, for addressing the concerns of us Tumblr people. At first I wasn’t sure about this new mash-up with Yahoo! but your letter has reassured me that Tumblr will stay as is - that it will always be Tumblr.

While I am usually against constant changes in social media (and in real life. Lol), I’m actually excited to be a teeny weeny part of your partnership with Yahoo!. I’m looking forward to seeing and experiencing the great developments on Tumblr. :)

Shit yes,
Apple

theparisreview:

“If you chance to find an authoress occupied with her needle, express no astonishment, and refrain from exclaiming, ‘What! can you sew?’ or, ‘I never supposed a literary lady could even hem a handkerchief!’ This is false, and if expressed in words, an insulting idea. A large number of literary females are excellent needle-women, and good housewives; and there is no reason why they should not be.” Etiquette for dealing with the authoress, from 1854.

theparisreview:

“If you chance to find an authoress occupied with her needle, express no astonishment, and refrain from exclaiming, ‘What! can you sew?’ or, ‘I never supposed a literary lady could even hem a handkerchief!’ This is false, and if expressed in words, an insulting idea. A large number of literary females are excellent needle-women, and good housewives; and there is no reason why they should not be.” Etiquette for dealing with the authoress, from 1854.

My goal is to finish this book before the week ends and before I go watch the movie.

My goal is to finish this book before the week ends and before I go watch the movie.

… But you were, is, and always will be the bacon to my eggs.

… But you were, is, and always will be the bacon to my eggs.

If you still haven’t figured out how I really feel. 

And that’s what you get for whatever shit you took last night.

If you still haven’t figured out how I really feel.

And that’s what you get for whatever shit you took last night.

We would be together and have our books and at night be warm in bed together with the windows open and the stars bright.

Ernest Hemingway, A Moveable Feast