Nice cold glass of eggnog. ‘Tis the freakin’ season. Too bad it makes me think of you. mmm. i get my grandfather’s homemade eggnog this year. fuck yeah, alcohol; the only way i’ll be able to deal with my family this season. fresh air and spiked eggnog ftw.
Emotionally: I’m done
Mentally: I’m drained
Spiritually: I'm dead
Physically: I smile
Shit, you aggravate me. You know, talking, it’s kinda a two-way thing. I talk, you talk. We can’t afford the “I don’t want to talk about it“‘s right now. I can’t. Maybe you can. What the fuck, bro.
love is the word that haunts my dreams i only find it as i’m drowning out at sea. the pain, the hurt; that’s all that appears. the angst, the anger, are shown in my tears. down on the ground, the naked eye sees only dots. the broken one sees the love that has been lost. i’m searching and searching for what i know i may never find. crashing and crashing; these thoughts...
Before I knew You, I thought that having lots of...
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To My Future Husband:
tomyfuturespouse: Fourteen years of self-hate leaves scars. Kiss them and make me feel beautiful.
Say it in llama! →
As a daughter of the King, your business in this world is not to fit in, but to...
I’ve loved like I should, but lived like I shouldn’t. I had to lose...
That’s cool, bro…I looooove that I harm myself in my sleep. thank you, fingernails.
How do you make me love you so much!?!?!? You broke my heart, and I still love you more than anything. Why am I so happy around you!? Happy, yet shaking out of nervousness. FACK, bro. This blows. It’s like, “Omggg I’m so happy…wait, you’re not supposed to be, start depressed Sarah mode.” Dear heart, make your fucking decision. In spite, Tobi.
Underneath anger is hurt, but underneath hurt is love– So much anger, so much hurt…. So much fucking love!
Don’t make someone your priority when you’re they’re option.
And your quaint honour turn to dust. And into ashes all my lust. The...– To His Coy Mistress