(via latay)
dare:shinn7755:thebackdoor:intangible-thoughts:lococommotion:
I’m soooo ticklish on almost every part of my body,
I hate it when people tickle me for a long time.so true.
:D
people poking me in the ribs. repeatedly.
yes i hate being tickled, i get rly violent
it’s a shame that we don’t talk anymore
it’s a shame that i can’t rely on you
it’s a shame that our inside jokes no longer make me smile
it’s a shame that i can’t remember the times we use to laugh
it’s a shame that i don’t miss you all that much
is this my fault? do i not call enough?test enough? IM enough? would anyting really be enough to preserve a bond that was so strong for the past few years? I don’t even know. but i’ll be home in 32 days, hopefuly that will make things change back to the way they were
so like i rly hope ure taliing about ure hot surfer friend/ the german kid if so i would like theme in my pants aswelli want him in my pants
badly
so ive been shopping on itunes and i love the song TONGUED TIED BY FABER DRIVE describes me perfectly
J’ai ecoutais plusieurs chansons qui parlait de l’amour, j’ai realisais que l’amour est la seul chose qui manque dans ma vie a ce moment.
But you got me wrapped around you
I can hardly breathe without you
I was trying to disappear
But I got lost in your eyes now,
You brought me down to size now."
(via katelikesgrass)
It’s strange to me that something can be so dreadful and horrible for one person, but then it can be something that I am so grateful for.
In the world how many others will you find that have out an out of control bush for hair, have an unhealthy obsession with cinnamon gum/ the name simeon/ guys with accents. Are the jealous type although no one would ever know it, loves the out doors yet spends most of her time indoors, is a complete freak-a-zoid on the inside but can’t seem to manage saying a word in public. And cares more for everyone else than she ever will for herself. On most occasions I’m nothing more than ordinary but i have somedays where I’m nothing short of me. Take a look around and you’ll realize that no matter how hard you try to make yourself seem like someone else, you are one of a kind. About time to accept that.
too hard to accept