Why do dudes always wanna know your bra size tho, what are they gonna do, buy you bras?? Cause that would be very helpful bras cost a lot of money i would save a fortune
I love you. Not like they told you love is, and I didn’t know this either, but love don’t make things nice - it ruins everything. It breaks your heart. It makes things a mess. We aren’t here to make things perfect. The snowflakes are perfect. The stars are perfect. Not us. Not us! We are here to ruin ourselves and to break our hearts and love the wrong people and *die*. The storybooks are *bullshit*. Now I want you to come upstairs with me and *get* in my bed!
Whatever happened to writing just for yourself? Or doing amazing things just for yourself that isn’t captured in a picture with the intention of showing 300+ of your closest friends on social networking sites? I ain’t putting it down i post personal shit ALL the time; raving psychotic ramblings, selfies and what I ate for dinner.
Here’s to doing something amazing just for you. Or maybe just keeping you’re hatred and hurtful shit to yourself sometimes.