reema ismail
but if you would like to know more

I’m not dead.



i’m going to miss being deadrockers but it’s been real guys.

to clear things up i will not delete this blog.

thanks, bye!


hidinglol: We're still call buddies, right

haham of course joel.

although i dont have your number anymore. text me and lemme know it’s you.


attn:

things are going to change.

this blog is a little two years old

and this is going to be the end of it.

i probably could never delete it; it’s a source of a lot of inspiration for me and since i’m about to go into a pretty big design project in the next few weeks, i’m going to need all the inspiration i can get.

i dont mean to make this over dramatic, but i dont know, i tend to do that when things are ending.

i know that a lot of you are going to look past this post, and that’s fine.

i cant provide you with an adequate reason for me leaving.

there are some of you that i really like, and would love to stay in contact with. i’m pretty open to adding people on facebook (i’m loling at this too, dont worry) so just hit me up in my ask and we’ll see.

thanks sorry bye



(via assgrab)


"I don’t trust anybody who doesn’t like Led Zeppelin."

— Jack White

(via atlas-bear)


(via hdotthinks)


there’s some sort of storm going on outside and i just dont want to be alone

but i’m not afraid,

i just want some company





Anonymous: You think you're better than everyone, don't you? I bet you walk around your school jealous of everyone happier than you are. They'll live better lives than you will. You should realize this. I feel sorry for you.

sit there and think this affects me. just fucking do it. do you feel like you’ve made me contemplate reevaluating my relationship with my peers? you havent. i’ve spend how many years with them and i can assure you i do not want to affiliate myself with them. i dont care if they read this. i dont care if you are one of them. I WOULD STAND IN THE MIDDLE OF MY HALLWAYS AT SCHOOL AND SHOUT THIS AT THE TOP OF MY LUNGS because i dont care. 

one more year and a few more months. then i’m done.

ps if you wrote this, gather the balls to say it to my face. 

(oh shit, reema’s mad.)


i can hear my phone going off but i dont care. fuck i dont even know where it is.



it was fun while it lasted