Hate moving on… like bitch I wanted to be wit u

I want you to think about me at night, when you can’t sleep and you look outside and see the stars. And think about the times we used to look at the night sky. I want you to remember all the fun we had. And then I want you to go to sleep knowing that somewhere in the world I can’t sleep either because I’m thinking too.

there is no old self to get back to there’s a new u to create n nurture

Im a real boring bitch! A snoozer! A low key homebody!!! I love loneliness AND privately trying to deal with emotional trauma!!!

always remember that love will always come back to u. in a different form, different person, different hobby, different touch. but in any way, love will always come back.

no offense but…..i’m tired of like……………not being stunningly beautiful

the moon: lemme slip into this little red number

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RUTHLESS

I love her

I saw this in one of my sociology classes. In case you’re wondering she didn’t apologize.

We did a experiment like this when I was in the FIFTH GRADE. And this same shit happened, a lil white boy got fed up and left the classroom. Like could you prove the point any easier?

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