Brittney Sass. 19, transparent. Personal//My Face and Stuff Instagram: bobabrittneyTumblr (3.0; @whimsicalserendipity)http://whimsicalserendipity.tumblr.com/<img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/a0235e46484479b7422f3394a0ef7ee9/tumblr_mmtu5n2IpY1rxeikso1_500.png"/><br/><br/>http://whimsicalserendipity.tumblr.com/post/51058968307http://whimsicalserendipity.tumblr.com/post/51058968307Wed, 22 May 2013 01:53:55 -0700<img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/fd2cd5927bcbe417236861787a7e0c1e/tumblr_mmo7hyycdE1r9uelwo1_500.jpg"/><br/><br/>http://whimsicalserendipity.tumblr.com/post/51058639797http://whimsicalserendipity.tumblr.com/post/51058639797Wed, 22 May 2013 01:41:20 -0700<img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/40550572f5ba4f705bf63d415c023c20/tumblr_mn6y6gjxRm1qglhc3o1_500.jpg"/><br/><br/>http://whimsicalserendipity.tumblr.com/post/51058545719http://whimsicalserendipity.tumblr.com/post/51058545719Wed, 22 May 2013 01:37:42 -0700<img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/132f4e3a92a8e1097f3d550de0a9c920/tumblr_mmn3d3ag2y1qcysh1o1_500.jpg"/><br/><br/>http://whimsicalserendipity.tumblr.com/post/51058535168http://whimsicalserendipity.tumblr.com/post/51058535168Wed, 22 May 2013 01:37:18 -0700<img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/1954e145afbb401f4ce25c3abd1dd234/tumblr_mijphdrxw91r02hr6o1_500.jpg"/><br/><br/>http://whimsicalserendipity.tumblr.com/post/51058500945http://whimsicalserendipity.tumblr.com/post/51058500945Wed, 22 May 2013 01:36:01 -0700<blockquote> <p> <span>Maybe if period pain burned calories it would be worth it</span></p> </blockquote>http://whimsicalserendipity.tumblr.com/post/51036171185http://whimsicalserendipity.tumblr.com/post/51036171185Tue, 21 May 2013 18:44:47 -0700<img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/bac5743b1ea3755c41da99b33af47f5e/tumblr_mmhivjUVkl1somlkoo1_500.jpg"/><br/><br/>http://whimsicalserendipity.tumblr.com/post/51035772084http://whimsicalserendipity.tumblr.com/post/51035772084Tue, 21 May 2013 18:40:03 -0700<img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/db615259f8bbcca0a798825ebb63eb99/tumblr_ml44nwyCLf1qmdlvho1_500.jpg"/><br/><br/>http://whimsicalserendipity.tumblr.com/post/51035649981http://whimsicalserendipity.tumblr.com/post/51035649981Tue, 21 May 2013 18:38:37 -0700<img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/6bf5284aff05806fafc0c3edb5d21e17/tumblr_mjfvfqGG031qfdvczo2_500.gif"/><br/> <br/><img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/13650ee64af9b8002e8b36bc80637b31/tumblr_mjfvfqGG031qfdvczo1_500.gif"/><br/> <br/>http://whimsicalserendipity.tumblr.com/post/51035370713http://whimsicalserendipity.tumblr.com/post/51035370713Tue, 21 May 2013 18:35:14 -0700<img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/657ca30c8389b59450464d6ba40b6812/tumblr_mn5qeqMkyi1qbjt25o1_500.jpg"/><br/><br/>http://whimsicalserendipity.tumblr.com/post/51035360907http://whimsicalserendipity.tumblr.com/post/51035360907Tue, 21 May 2013 18:35:07 -0700<img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/1fa0f62a10d8f5bee5fc43043d506fc5/tumblr_mkvkuhrAsb1r7nts4o1_500.gif"/><br/><br/>http://whimsicalserendipity.tumblr.com/post/51035200929http://whimsicalserendipity.tumblr.com/post/51035200929Tue, 21 May 2013 18:33:11 -0700<p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://sfux.tumblr.com/post/50881786326/i-feel-like-people-who-eat-breakfast-really-have">sfux</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p>i feel like people who eat breakfast really have their lives together</p> </blockquote>http://whimsicalserendipity.tumblr.com/post/51035171575http://whimsicalserendipity.tumblr.com/post/51035171575Tue, 21 May 2013 18:32:49 -0700<img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m9pi8mJ4iH1qh15yyo1_500.jpg"/><br/><br/>http://whimsicalserendipity.tumblr.com/post/51034998070http://whimsicalserendipity.tumblr.com/post/51034998070Tue, 21 May 2013 18:30:45 -0700<img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/b5b80cd19e3361c96e7cac12913993ed/tumblr_mmukl9Sz8P1qz4d4bo1_500.jpg"/><br/><br/>http://whimsicalserendipity.tumblr.com/post/50973554697http://whimsicalserendipity.tumblr.com/post/50973554697Mon, 20 May 2013 23:22:36 -0700<p>Back to square one.</p>http://whimsicalserendipity.tumblr.com/post/50973498613http://whimsicalserendipity.tumblr.com/post/50973498613Mon, 20 May 2013 23:21:19 -0700sigh sigh sighpersonal<img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/3ae43bc10db48d7ee69ca16477519b3c/tumblr_mn2pczhmCI1r3zzjdo1_500.jpg"/><br/><br/>http://whimsicalserendipity.tumblr.com/post/50894303800http://whimsicalserendipity.tumblr.com/post/50894303800Mon, 20 May 2013 01:08:19 -0700<img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mbz7bqNElF1roupexo1_500.jpg"/><br/><br/>http://whimsicalserendipity.tumblr.com/post/50894232497http://whimsicalserendipity.tumblr.com/post/50894232497Mon, 20 May 2013 01:05:57 -0700<img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/83b57a6aa721f2d4fb02f522d2528ca6/tumblr_mm4femLb7v1qlcjtvo1_500.jpg"/><br/><br/>http://whimsicalserendipity.tumblr.com/post/50894229050http://whimsicalserendipity.tumblr.com/post/50894229050Mon, 20 May 2013 01:05:51 -0700<img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/b5cc8d4e557f8799f5efee7a8ffb5457/tumblr_mjttxxYyaq1rtbxrwo1_500.jpg"/><br/><br/>http://whimsicalserendipity.tumblr.com/post/50894220983http://whimsicalserendipity.tumblr.com/post/50894220983Mon, 20 May 2013 01:05:34 -0700“<p>I want you to bite my lip until I can no longer speak<br/> And then suck my ex girlfriend’s name out of my mouth just to make sure she never comes up in our conversations.<br/> I’m going to be honest, I’m not really a love poet<br/> In fact, every time I try to write about love my hands cramp… just to show me how painful love can be.<br/> And sometimes my pencils break, just to prove to me that every now and then love takes a little more work than you planned<br/> See I heard that love is blind so, I write all my poems in Braille<br/> And my poems are never actually finished because true love is endless.<br/> I always believed that real love is kind of like a super model before she’s air brushed;<br/> It’s pure and imperfect, just the way that God intended.<br/> See I’m going to be honest, I’m not a love poet<br/> But if I was to wake up tomorrow morning and decide that I really wanted to write about love I swear that my first poem…<br/> It would be about you.</p> <p>About how I loved you the same way that I learned how to ride a bike: Scared<br/> But reckless with no training wheels or elbow pads so my scars can tell the story of how I fell for you.<br/> You see, I’m not really a love poet<br/> But if I was I’d write about how I see your face in every cloud and your reflection in every window<br/> You see I’ve written like a million poems hoping that somehow maybe someway you’ll jump out of the page and be closer to me<br/> Because if you were here, right now<br/> I would massage your back until your skin sings songs that your lips don’t even know the words to.</p> <p>Until your heartbeat sounds like my last name and you smile like the Pacific ocean<br/> I want to drink the sunlight in your skin.<br/> If I was a love poet<br/> I’d write about how you have the audacity to be beautiful<br/> Even on days when everything around you is ugly<br/> You see I’d write about your eyelashes and how they are like violin strings that play symphonies every time you blink.</p> <p>If I was a love poet<br/> I’d write about how I melt in front of you like an ice sculpture<br/> Every time I hear the vibration in your voice so whenever I see your name on the caller ID my heart<br/> It plays hop scotch inside of my chest.<br/> Yo it climbs on to my ribs like monkey bars and I feel like a child all over again.<br/> I know this sounds strange but every now and then I pray that God somehow turns you back into one of my ribs…<br/> Just so that I would never have to spend an entire day without you.</p> <p>I swear, I’m not a love poet<br/> But if I was to wake up tomorrow morning and decide that I really wanted to write about love<br/> My first poem it would be about you<br/> And after all of that she was like, so how do you feel about me?<br/> And I said, put it like this:<br/> I want to be your ex boyfriend’s stunt man. I want to do everything that he never had the courage to do like… trust you.</p> <p>I swear that when our lips touch I can taste the next sixty years of my life.<br/> And some days I want to swallow stacks of your pictures just so you can be a part of me for a little bit longer.<br/> If I could I would sample your smile and then I would let my heart beat<br/> Do the bass line, we would create the greatest love song of all time<br/> Whenever, we stand next to each other, love I was the only one made for you and you can be at last my Etta James<br/> I’ll be oh child when you’re in pain or you could be candy coated drops of rain<br/> Even though it never rains in Southern California<br/> And together, we could be music.</p> <p>And when my friends ask if you’re my girlfriend<br/> I’ll say no.<br/> She is my musician<br/> And me… I’m her favorite song.</p>”<br/><br/> - <em>Rudy Francisco, “Love Poem Medley” (via <a href="http://larmoyante.com/" class="tumblr_blog">larmoyante</a>)</em>http://whimsicalserendipity.tumblr.com/post/50894208481http://whimsicalserendipity.tumblr.com/post/50894208481Mon, 20 May 2013 01:05:09 -0700