May 2012
going to sleep crying is one of the worse feelings.
im going to bed early because fuck you.
night.
We’re falling apart and there’s nothing more i can do. All i can do is sit here and watch it happen. The worse part is, i don’t even know what you’re thinking about.
pamelajk:
I hate acting and smiling every fucking day like everything is okay. When really, I’m fucking dying and hurting inside.
every day. :(
April 2012
That stage where you're just depressed.
That stage where you just don’t want to do anything. You don’t feel like talking to your friends, siblings, or even parents. You just mope around actually not giving a damn for the first time. It doesn’t matter who hurt your feelings, you just stay in that mode for no reason. It doesn’t go away easily and it randomly comes whenever it please. You just want to be alone and cut from the outside...
ayeeitskeanu:
tuesdayswithkevin:
My favorite deep thought is:
After you die, it is believed that you have 7 minutes of brain activity left inside you, and in the 7 minutes you experience your entire life over, in a kind of dream… Because in a dream time is stretched.
So if this is the case, what if right now you’re in that 7 minutes. How do you know if you’re alive or just reliving old...
I hate it when you leave me hanging.
Night.
I miss the way things use to be. But I guess things change for a reason.
I hate those random periods of time when you're...
brendangardiolaa:
Nothing really happens to actually make you sad, but you’re just sad. I guess its cause everything bad just builds up and breaks out at the same time. But I just hate the fact that its beginning to happen more often. I get sad out of no where and I have no fucking idea why. I don’t know whats wrong with me anymore.
thejellymelly:
hey you
i see you, girl
get away from my boyfriend
Lately I’ve been sighing a lot. Not the good kind of sigh when I have a smile on my face, thinking about something happy sigh. The sigh when you’re thinking about something sad and you frown kind of sigh.
Okay i don’t make sense and no one knows what I’m talking about lol
Backstreet Boys: What Makes You Different Makes You Beautiful
One Direction: What Makes You Beautiful
Backstreet Boys: It's Gotta Be You
One Direction: Gotta Be You
Backstreet Boys: More Than That
One Direction: More Than This
Backstreet Boys: I Want It That Way
One Direction: I Want
Anonymous asked: what does it take for you to follow me back on instagram??
Anonymous asked: you are perfect nikki
Anonymous asked: this might sound weird, but i can picture myself fucking the shit out of you on the kitchen counter.
Anonymous asked: where did you get that pink cheetah scarf?
I hate waiting. But if it’s waiting for you, I’m not giving up.
I wonder if you miss me as much as I miss you.
I miss you a lot. :’(
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xcindynguyen:
rhonaldtumblr:
pamela-jane:
gloomyteens:
OMG WHAT
HOLY FUCKING SHIT
hold da fuck up
what in the world
susaaan:
I’m glad that summer’s just coming along around the corner.
But I hate ending the semester with these horrid grades.
If only you lived right next door..
If true love was easy,we'd all have it.
I just hope that you don't get tired and lose...
markmejia:
alfreddosauce:
What Makes You...
I have no one to vent to. No one who actually cares anyway. This is sad. Lol
The person who makes me the happiest is the same person who has me crying myself to sleep at night.
I didn’t mean to fall for you. I didn’t tell myself that I was going to crave for your company all the time. I didn’t plan to have you on my mind 24/7. It just happened.
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Sometimes things are too good to be true. Sometimes they become true. But sometimes they are too good, they’re there for a second, and then they’re suddenly gone, because it was too good to be true.
I don’t think anyone understands. It’s this bittersweet feeling. You want him. You love him. He means the world to you. You can’t help but smile when you think about him. But at the same time, you cry. You feel it, the pain in your chest. And he’s the reason for the pain. Really, I just don’t understand. Maybe it’s the love that over weighs the hurt he causes....
Give me a reason. Not an excuse.
me: ay you got asthma?
girl: uh no
me: cause you got ASS MA
