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hangover.
pop bottles, get drunk, f*ck b*tches, pass out.
this is fun… but temporary. One day the balloons will burst, the music will stop and the free flowing liquor will come to an end. The drunken relationships will be forgotten after a period of vomit and shame. and reality will come back.
destroy your life as much as you want… but reality will always come back, and oyu will have to face it eventually.
and then… only then… will you realise that you have to grow up.
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My home away from home. :3
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(Source: bazingasheldonpenny)
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When my ex’s start to find me attractive again.
going thru this as i reblog!
(Source: litosavariau, via genesisxmarie)
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Why’s it always about treating “her” right?
All I ever see here is about treating “her” right, making “her” happy and being everything “she” wants you to be. What about us guys? Treating people right goes both ways you know, not just for women. What about us guys? Where’re our “treat him right” posts? Not every girl treats her guy right, not every girl makes him right. Not every guy is the player you make us out to be, but then again, not every girl is a sweet innocent angel.
(via genesisxmarie)
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Everyones stupid .. Everyone changes over time & she obviously just has better make-up artists
(Source: burningveins)
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damn.
- Boy: I broke up with her.
- His Best Friend: What happened?
- Boy: She’s just too much for me.
- His Best Friend: What makes you say that? What did she do wrong?
- Boy: Well, for one.. She only cared about her appearance. Always had to look good, always took forever to get dressed! So insecure..
- His Best Friend: So, you broke her heart because she wanted to keep your eyes locked on her? She wanted you to see that you have the prettiest girl under your sleeve and not think otherwise? I see..
- Boy: Oh.. Well.. She’d often call me or text me asking where I am, who I’m with, telling me not to smoke, not to drink. She’s so clingy!
- His Best Friend: So, you broke her heart because she cares about your well being? Because she cares about you a lot? And her greatest fear is losing you. I see..
- Boy: But.. Uhh.. Well, she’d always cry when I say something slightly mean. She can’t handle anything. She’s a crybaby!
- His Best Friend: So, you broke her heart because she has feelings? And because she just wanted to hear you say you love her? I see..
- Boy: I.. Well! You know, she’d get jealous easily. I could barely talk to other girls! She’s so annoying! I had to hide it from her so she wouldn’t bitch about it.
- His Best Friend: So, you broke her heart because she just wanted you to commit to her? She thought you were faithful, but you lied so she could find out later and hurt even more? She just wanted the guy she loves the most to love only her. I see..
- Boy: Well, she..
- His Best Friend: You broke up with her because she’s good for you? She just wanted the best for you? She’s broken now because you were selfish. Are you proud?
- Boy: I broke her heart.. Because I couldn’t see what was happening.. What happened to me?
- His Best Friend: You lost the girl that loved you like no one else could. You see? You didn’t want her when all she ever wanted was you. THAT’S what happened.
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A Beautiful Distraction.
What can you do when you spend so much time within your own sanctuary, the open world seems to foreign? like a child hiding behind their mother, clinging to her safety of her skirt, I remain afraid.
To be left questioning all I believe in, all I take comfort in, I am thrown into the deep end.
Let me go, Let me go, yet I beg you to stay.
How is it I am left with such feelings of emotion, feelings changing like a fashionista’s wardrobe, the hole of confusion growing deeper. Yet for some reason I haven’t lost all sanity.
Set me free, set me free, you alone holds such a key.
I take comfort in knowing my words pull an invisible blindfold over your eyes, as a glimpse into my world will most definitely overwhelm you. So I continue to accept that our common ground is vague.. Yet here I remain.
with no simple answer, no certain solution.
You are a dangerous game, a game I myself have once mastered… yet you have become my biggest gamble. Your past leaves me questioning your ability to change, as my inablilty to want to let go of you from within terrifies me.
My sense of rationality - gone.
My willingness to give in to you - overwhelming.
But something inside holds me back,
cautious.my mind says no, over and over, yet my heart has other plans.
Give me a reason to love you, give me a reason to let go, rationalize my thoughts, or just hold me tight and never let go.
Until then, you remain just a beautiful distraction… and nothing more.
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(Source: , via theawkwardmomentcalledlife)
