December 2011
90% of people marry their 7th-12th grade love....
i dont know.
you are the reason why there are marks on my wrists, crying late at night, heartbreaks every day because the words sting so much but then again, you’re the reason why there’s a smile on my face, makes my heart skip a beat. I can never really be fully happy can I? i told you, that can we just let it go…. we both made mistakes. i don’t know how long can I stand taking...
The nicest people are always the ones suffering.
“By the time you swear you’re his, shivering and sighing, and he vows his passion...”
– Christine Bacuyag (via aloha-christine)
Reblog if 2011 was a hard year for you.
I will write about the following, anonymous or not leave one in my ask box
Dear person I hate,
Dear person I like,
Dear ex bestfriend,
Dear bestfriend,
Dear *anyone*,
Dear Santa,
Dear mom,
Dear dad,
Dear future me,
Dear past me,
Dear person I’m jealous of,
Dear person I had a crush on,
Oh poor Justine Bieber, you have a cold and you...
praline-anddick:
That is all.
