June 2013
1 post
May 2013
9 posts
im so done with everything
and everything i mean you
you were my everything
we started off as an awkward crush in highschool spanish class
i remember the first time you kissed me
i remember the first time you told me you loved me
then you loved her, and her, and her, and her
and here i am.
loving you.
There is something beautiful about being broken.
when something breaks,
it crumbles into tiny little pieces.
and you can use those pieces to make anything you want..
Anything.
on the bright side i am not addicted to cocaine
elphabaforpresidentofgallifrey:
my eldest sister had a boyfriend when she was in fifth grade, but we moved away so they obviously couldn’t see each other. well, when she was in college her friend introduced her to some guy and it was her old boyfriend from fifth grade. after two days of catching up she told him she wanted to marry him. they’ve been married for ten years and have two kids together.
WHAT
Beautiful
i have two moods:
- touch me
- don’t touch me
