Once you get your heart broken it’s never really the same.
Taking pictures, smoking, dancing to one direction, on tumblr, eating a bowl of “Honey Nut O’s” and “Toasted Cinnamon Squares” (healthier versions of Honey Nut Cherrios and Cinnamon Toast Crunch with coconut milk, needing a nap and pizza.
That’s me in a nutshell.
MY BAD. U SHO UUGG I FORGOT. ;)
basically all my sentences start with one of these
- ok so
- no but seriously
- ok wow (or wow ok)
- but wait
- no wait
- wait what
- i mean
- oh wow
- so like
Life works in such mysterious ways. It’s real interesting.
How strange. Sometimes it even makes me chuckle a little.
AYE MA WAZ YO NUMBA DOE? you butchered mine.
Singing. Dancing (Not real instructed dancing, just dancing for fun), I guess we can all say I like to take pictures, Writing. I’d love to find other hobbies I enjoy, definitely on my to do list. Need to broaden my horizons.
Thanks mah dude. Let’s eat some FACCCKIN FRENCH TOAST.
Why do people have to be so spiteful?
go get me water. i can’t move.
Sometimes I like people’s personal posts not because I like that they had to go through that but it’s my way of offering personal comfort because I don’t know what else to say or do.
Like, hello, I read what you have to say and I love you and I hope things get better for you soon.