#ofwildfires

i couldn't be a lil thot even if i wanted to be. im so alone. its so v sad.

yas im sure because its not on my lip rlly its lik RIGHT under my bottom lip and its little but its painful as fuck 

Lexiana was always very aware of her surroundings, so that is how she could notice the eyes on her from the boy on the sand. She was standing at the edge of the beach, head resting on the little wall separating the parking lot from the sand her gaze locked on the ocean.

“Did we have a class together in college? Cause I could swear we have some chemistry together.”

"Oh, we're on the right side of rock bottom And I hope that we keep falling We're on the good side of bad karma 'Cause we keep on coming back for more We're on the right side of rock bottom Into you, I just keep crawling You're the best kind of bad something 'Cause we keep on coming back for more" Kammy sang as she walked around the house cleaning  up, and singing at the top of her lungs like nobody was around. Which she was sure nobody was.

"how come g-eazy is a white guy and everything he does comes across so gangster and cool and tough and he can rap like a god, but when i try to be him i just come across as a fucking little white boy who is trying to be tough but i am actually a loser."

all while the person talks, copeland is just sitting there staring at them with no fucks to give. yet they don't seem to get the hint to shut up.