“When you get to know someone, all their physical characteristics start to disappear. You begin to dwell in their energy, recognize the scent of their skin. You see only the essence of the person, not the shell. That’s why you can’t fall in love with beauty or looks. You can lust after it, be infatuated by it, want to own it. You can love it with your eyes and your body, but not your heart. That’s why when you really connect with a person, any physical imperfections disappear, become irrelevant.”

Drake - Trust Issues <3
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Drake - Trust Issues <3

I want a boyfriend but …

I don’t really do relationships and when I do end up in a relationship I think it’s for all the wrong reasons. The guys that I’ve been in a relationship with .. weren’t how you say the right guys for me. I guess I just liked him because I like the challenge of getting them to like me. And once I end up in the relationship I don’t really care as much as I did when I was trying to get him to like me. No one can really tell when I genuinely like someone because shit, I barely know myself. Well actually I have some sort of idea.

everyone has that relationship that they never quite get over. no matter what happens in between, when you’re together, it’s like nothing has changed. deep down, you both know you’re supposed to be together, but you just can’t seem to make it work

throw back of me &amp; jayden , MYSPACE DAYS &lt;3

throw back of me & jayden , MYSPACE DAYS <3

I wish

 I knew someone who listens to me. I mean like really listen to me. Someone who knows me a little more than I know myself, only a little though. Nothing to creepy. I don’t know I just feeling like I’m just talking and not being heard.

“Pretend you don’t love him, just pretend. Then two things will happen. He’ll realize how much he misses you or you’ll realize how much you don’t need him.”

when the WEATHER WAS 85+ &#8230; ^^

when the WEATHER WAS 85+ … ^^

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