Ahh nothing makes a day better like no school, 2 hydros and a percent 10 :)
When I get home I’m going to inform my mom that I’ve been stealing her syrup and pills… I don’t know why but I feel like its the right thing to do. Its either me tell her about what I’ve been doing or idk what I can do
Think twice before letting him steal your heart; love is only a chapter in a guy’s life, but to a girl it’a whole book.
I always feel ashamed to reblog things like this. But it makes me feel nice that i’m sort of telling people.
I want to love and be loved. And not the fake love that everyone says like a week after they start dating.. I mean the real love that when you see them your heart starts pounding with anticipation and excitement. You think about them all day long and can’t wait till you get to see them again :/ I’m kinda starting to question if that even really exists anymore
