fridayimnotinlove

april rains bring me a nice boy
oh wait i live a DESERT.

im wearing summer skin but it just turned spring

memyselfandi

i dont careeeeeee. cuz ima playa playa. i can breath now and this time with my eyes. yall are so beautiful. I just wanted to let you know that I DONT CARE! or at least i want you to think that i dont, or maybe i dont! ive got me and thats all i need. im slipping but at least i know that i am. why am i smiling? one word; POSITIVITY.


im empty. lets keep it that way for now. i cant afford to invest in any type of emotion
au revoir.

i dont want you, i want me

fridayiminloveee

theres nothing better than chillen wit mah girls.skinny dip in resorts.ihop in the early mornnn.leave million dolla tips cuz we rich

perfection

iamsoselfconscious

Raquelallegra

lemme raquelle allegra your shirt$$$

fridayiminlovee

love at first sight

jasper coran fall o9

darling naive

I LOVE YOU WHEN YOURE YOUNG AND STUPID

I was hoping somedayYou'd be on your way to better things
It's not about your make-up Or how you try to shape up

im the better one moving on to better things.


i love your sophistocated words that are used incorrectly.



darling little girl open those pretty little eyes

ive

spent half my life with my eyes closed. but i get it now. i know everything just not all at once. i feel sorry for the rest of you.youll just have to stay clueless untill who knows when.



lets just hope that your public education gets you far.



do i mean anything to you because you mean alot to me.

cuz youre about to miss a good thing.

je te veux je te veux je te veux je te veux je te veux

what i want:

positivity.

we expect the worse often. what we expect will often be the outcome. bee positiveeee

fear less, hope more; Eat less, chew more; Whine less, breathe more; Talk less, say more; Love more, and all good things will be yours

oh worddd?

i dont know about you but i know who the fuck i am. i am sure as hell i dont want to be like you.

i want to be a baby. so pure and fresh.

im feeling:

ee cummings

the boys i mean are not refined
they go with girls who buck and bite
they do not give a fuck for luck
they hump them thirteen times a night

one hangs a hat upon her tit
one carves a cross on her behind
they do not give a shit for wit
the boys i mean are not refined

they come with girls who bite and buck
who cannot read and cannot write
who laugh like they would fall apart
and masturbate with dynamite

the boys i mean are not refined
they cannot chat of that and this
they do not give a fart for art
they kill like you would take a piss

they speak whatever's on their mind
they do whatever's in their pants
the boys i mean are not refined
they shake the mountains when they dance





im not that into poetry but i lava me some cummings

SATURdaze

its not the fact that there wasnt much to do this weekend its the fact that i didnt do much, but i must say i still had a little fun:


got there a little late and only saw a band and a half play

say whAAAT?

When we claim that it..s love that we have for someone, are we correct? Are your palms sweaty, is your heart racing and is your voice caught within your chest? It is not love, its like. You cant keep your eyes or hands off of them .. am i right? Its not love, its lust. Are you proud and eager to show them off? Its not love, its luck. do you want them because you know they..re there? Its not love, its loneliness. Are you there because its what everyone wants? Its not love, its loyalty. Are you there because they kissed you or held your hand? Its not love, its low confidence. Do you stay for their confessions of love because you don..t want to hurt them? Its not love, its pity. Do you belong to them because their sight makes your heart skip a beat? Its not love, its infatuation. Do you pardon their faults because you care bout them? Its not love, its friendship. Do you tell them everyday they are the only one you think of? Its not love, its a lie. Are you willing to give all of your favorite things for their sake? its not love, its charity. Does your heart ache and break when they..re sad? Then its love. Do you cry for their pain, even when they..re strong? Then its love. Do their eyes see your true heart and touch your soul so deeply it hurts? Then its love. Do you stay because blinding, incomprehensible mix of pain and relation pulls you close and holds you there? Then its love. Do you accept their faults because they are a part of who they are? Then its love. Are you attracted to others, but stay with them faithfully without regret? Then its love. Would you allow them to leave you not because they want to but because they have to? Then its love. Would you give them your heart, your life, your death? Then its love. If love is painful and tortures us, why do we love? Why is it that..s all we search for in life? This pain .. this agony? Why is it all we long for? This torture .. this powerful death of self? why?! The answer is so simple cause its.. love.. it is such an addiction that even people who are not having it wish to experience and share it.