Anonymous asked: Is that your boyfriend in the green jumper?
Ew No. That is my friend Allan.
Anonymous asked: Your boyfriend must have fun pounding you.
He deff does.
Went out last week with some friends to take pictures, this was my idea of a good time.
The longer she speaks
the more I fall in love with
everything she says.
Pencil-cased I love you’s
I sometimes forget I’m happy
like I forget solutions to algebraic equations
where the value of x
cannot be found because
I have run out of scrap paper
far to early to pretend that
I know what I am doing
so I twirl my number two pencil
with the same hand
that once inhabited
an infinity ring
that symbolized a promise
of a togetherness that would remain
constant.
But for now I remain tackling
problems far more difficult
than pencil and paper alone
can solve.
You Bastard, I loved you. I still fucking do, though. FUCK!
we will learn from our mistakes
when it is already to late
and even then
i’ll be the one left hurting in the end.
We send each other I hate you texts
we don’t mean at all,
yet spend the entire night alone,
reading each other’s Facebook walls.
It feels so good
because I know that its wrong,
your hands and my hands
in places where they don’t belong.
Life sucks.
I hate everyone at the moment.
I’m going to play video games to hopefully take my mind off of how alone and moronic I am being right now.
