I'm 22. I post pictures of things that I like, be it musicians, quotes, or other things. Enjoy.
All I know is that I’ve never been more scared in my life. I’m finally happy, and all of that is about to be risked. If you love someone, you’re supposed to let them go. I don’t know if I’m ready to do that. February is too soon. I’m selfish. I want you forever. I’ll wait an eternity, I don’t care.
I’m pretty simple. I like hand holding and rough sex.
That’s that shit I don’t like. I need a money tree.
i hate when people ask “who you tryna look good for?!” bitch myself bye
*snapchats doctor* does this look infected 2 u
we’ve all got that weird pretty big secret that we don’t really hide but like we don’t flaunt it like “My brother died of cancer” or “I’m gay” or “I tried to kill myself last year” or anything really and when you find out somebody’s big plot twist you know you’re in this friendship for the long run