(via love-bucket)
Happens to me too , all the time .
AMEN!!
(via love-bucket)
Happens to me too , all the time .
AMEN!!
I dont understand why elders think its unclassy. Its art in its own way. Its a new era and they need to let loose. There were slaves back then, there aint slaves now. They didn’t like self expression back then - well we like that shit now. Just because kids have piercings and tattoos don’t mean they’re any less of a person! We just have our own swag going on… times are different now so get over it.
mhm, righ?!
(via -madelaine, meliza-b)
& you will.. Not like it.
(via lorrainesblog, 365thoughts)
(via rosyb)
“hi babe! i jst wanted to tell you that i love you and im here if you wna vent. i promise to jst listen and look into your mezmorizing eyes(: haha”
OMG, my not so bright star still shines so bright in my heart:) corny shit hahaha. js hadda post this cus i love when people say stuff like this ta me:)
“ouu mama, you aint changed one bit!”
haha, i love my ride or die. cus we riiiiiide til the fucken wheels fall off, then continue ridin!
-Michael Nolan
i seriously hate when people base everything on my tweets,blog posts,and away messages,etc. seriously? especially when you don’t even follow me or even have a tumblr/twitter? GTFOH with that shit.
tooo true. i can think of at least one girl who does this.. you arrrready know! haha
OUU! I KNOW WSUP! YA’LL KNOW WSUP WITH THAT SHIT. hahahaha
thank you for waking me up in the morning. thank you for texting me first. thank you for dealing with my moodiness. thank you for excusing my mistakes. thank you for loving me the way that i love you. thank you for doing more than what i expect. thank you for being a good boyfriend. im sorry i…
(via drooeypooey)
Cheesy , but cute !
(via lisamariee)
You look amazing when you’re happy, but it is also when you’re the most distressed that I find you most intriguing. Its that daze you fall into when your eyes subconsciously focuses on one particular spot. And I can’t seem to pin point what it is you are gazing at. The way your lips don’t say a word, but your head screams all the thoughts you‘re too disheartened to utter. And sometimes, I swear I can almost hear it. Every muscle in my body tells me that empty spot next to you is where I belong. But I cannot be near you when your request to be left alone. So I analyze you from afar. And as my chin rest itself on my hand, I begin to feel frustrated with myself because I can’t seem to read you like a book. All I can do is wait until you trust me enough to tell me your story.
(via hiatusinsomniac, vincentay)
How much I’ve been through. Seen, what I’ve seen. Done, what I’ve done. Cried, the tears I’ve cried. Hurt, they way I’ve hurt. Maybe you’d realize you’re not the only one living life, you’re not the only one going through struggles. Everyone is fighting their own battle. We’re all fighting to be happy.
(via steezyjanis, blogsecret)