where am i?

I know you can’t find galaxies in my eyes anymore. I can’t even seem to find the soft undertones of affection in yours. Now our eyes are just empty and a little bit sad whenever they meet.

You win $430 million tomorrow, wyd?

Not telling anybody.

Ask my mama to take me to McDonald’s and just wait for it….

😂😂😂 the Rihanna gif

this is the money Rihanna, reblog to have someone throw money at you

The pain of self disciplining yourself is better than the pain of regret 

“i remember you softly telling me how fast my heart was beating, and in the same breath you told me how it could sing you to sleep. i also remember lying next to you, tracing hearts on your shoulder in the soft, red light coming though my window in the early morning. i still remember the night i took your hands in the warm glow of the flourescent lights in my basement and telling you how i wanted to dance with you. i remember the way your eyes lit up when you’d look at me, then you’d look down in slight dissapointment because i wasn’t who you wanted at the moment. then you left. you went across the country, and you stopped talking to me. i remember waking up and taking a drink of the bottle i kept on my bedside table. i remember doing anything i could to numb the absence of you. then you came back, you came home, but did you come back for me? i remember the intoxicating nights we would spend talking about the future and how you wanted it so bad. i remember how you wanted me to move in with you when i was eighteen, and i remember how everything, as shaky and as distant as everything might have seemed, i still believed it would happen. i still think of the future that way, and when i tell someone i don’t see a future for myself, i mean i don’t see a future without you in it.”