I love how I was so excited starting this. Yet I have too much homework to even have time to come on. And I don’t even make an effort. It’s kinda depressing :/
AHha. anyways. countdown. 5 DAYS OMG.
And also. I THINK I’M IN LOVE.
When you carry the Bible, Satan experiences a headache. When you open it, Satan will have a nosebleed. Every time you read it, Satan faints. So how about, we read the Bible everyday, so that Satan will keep on fainting and by any chance, he might have a stroke and never wake up.
And did you know that when you are about to reblog this post, Satan will discourage you to only liking this or even ignoring this?
DON’T LET HIM STOP YOU, CHILD OF GOD. Reblog and pass on.
I can’t let go. I can’t say goodbye. You say I’m annoying? I was just trying to be nice. You say I’m not enough? Since when did you become enough? You are the worst and best of it. My day has highs and lows. Your at the center of it. Everyday it grows stronger, and weakness. You keep me under your spell. Fuck you. I always wondered why people would hate me. I finally realized. They hate me because they love me. Either admire something about me ( jealous) or they LIKE LIKE me. But i’m nothing special to be marvelled at, to be the point of your jealous. And I’m definitly not worth liking. Sure, today was a different day. But it was the same shit.
absolutely M E <3
Why do you drive me insane? Why can’t I get over you? Why do you have to be so amazing. I’m never dealt the good cards, but there you are. And i can’t have you. I wish there were better days. Time follows me everywhere, and sometimes. I completely miss the good, in all the bad. I forgot how little time we have. Time won’t let me go.
I treat a girl like she was my Xbox 360, I’d stay up all night with her.
I treat a girl like she was my pillow, I’d hold her every night.
I treat a girl like she was my mother, I’d respect her and never talk back.
I treat a girl like she was a new pair of kicks, I’d show her off to all my friends.
I treat a girl like she was my Tumblr, I’d talk to her about anything.
I treat a girl like she was a beautiful Sunday morning, I’d look at her and smile.
I treat a girl like she was me, I’d love her unconditionally.
this is so cuttteee<3
AWH I wish there were more guys out there like this. <3
i wanna find a guy like thiss !
It was all a dream.
Who you were.
What we were.
A beautiful, rose colored dream with mystical fog and magical mist in a haze around us. Illusions painted in opalescent lines underneath my eyelids in mazes I could not help but solve. But it is all fading now. Quickly, like the evening sun, except its dawn and dreams are for sleeping not waking.
But I’m awake now.
And all I have left is the snippets of a dream that fades ever too quickly from the mind, even though you snatch at it. The more you hold on, the more it lets go. All I have left is the pieces I try to put together and help make some sense. But it never does. It never does.
<33333 Loving you guys
