Hard to believe that stuff’s inside me 😎💉 #sangreputa
if you ever feel ugly just remember that i am uglier
i require so much attention im worse than a tamagotchi
I guess one of the annoying things about sentimental is that I always care so much and that nostalgia is such a bitch. I’ll find myself remembering a moment that happened (or seems like it happened) ages ago and stumble across pictures that were taken a time long ago and feel happy and sad at the time.
I’m happy because looking at the picture or thinking of the moment brings me the emotions and takes me to the place and to the people that I was with. And I’ll start to feel sad because I know that that moment’s over. And I’ll feel even sadder when I wonder if the people I shared these memories with remember or if they’ve forgotten.
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bitches ain’t even 5’5” demandin a 6’3” nigga like “pick someone your own size” ain’t a thing
Im 5’2” and my ex is 6’4” step off
your ex already did
pretending to study in front of ur parents like