I could keep reblogging this forever. You expect things to pass so easily… they don’t.
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I could keep reblogging this forever. You expect things to pass so easily… they don’t.
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-Clothes. Clothes clothes clothes. and shoes. and a hat. and pajamas. and… more.
-I want to have a good school year. I want to get no lower than an A- in every class.
-I want to have a good psychologist and the least amount of pills possible.
-I want to be organized.
-I want to feel good about myself every minute of every passing day.
-I want somebody to love, somebody to love me back. Somebody that can hug me every friday night. This might be too much to ask for - but I want my soulmate. Someone that I can marry some day. I’m sick of falling in love and breaking up. No more experiences. That’s not what I want. I want my man.
-I want to eat healthy and be healthy.
-I want to stick to a weekly routine.
-I want to have time every day to draw, sing or write.
I’m scared. You’re my best friend. I want it to be just that. I don’t want to be your girlfriend anymore, it’s not working and I don’t love you enough. I can’t break up with you because then you become cold. It seems like the reason you were my best friend was to try to have me as more. For real. If I break up with you as a boyfriend, I know I’m also letting go of my best friend. What to do? God damn it, WHAT TO DO?