robynevs:

“When your hair’s a mess, you look so depressed…

and you’re filled w. regret, and you feel like you gotta go home…

Cause the nights ends so much quicker than the days did…

- The Weeknd

What can I do w.my happiness? How can I keep it, conceal it, bury it where I may never lose it? I want to kneel as it falls over me like rain, gather it up with lace and silk, and press it over myself again.

nikeoveradidas:

but how when all that’s on my mind is you? 

I just want you to tell me you love me. I want you to kiss me. I want you to tell me you miss me. I just want you. 

I’m tired of acting like I’m this strong person that can hold my own but when someone like you has your heart for a long time….it’s hard to function knowing I can’t run to you for that type of love and affection. 

This sucks more than anything…

vivvaa:

I truly don’t get it. People can be so sure they want to be with me, they want to give me things my mind just won’t accept. But when I am so sure I want to be with someone, I’m the last person they want to be with. 

My life is filled with irony. 

you are not alone 

Television shows, skinny, and petite

As I look in the mirror, these are things I don’t see

The images they exploit on tv… HUMILITY

Small waist, big breasts, and fat checks

These are things I merely dream of while other lives are consumed of

How can they say there’s no beauty in me

Just because my skin tone isn’t the same as she

She, she, she…

That same she is on tv

Not a real person, but a made up character

My beauty is real

Not polished

Not ruined

Not abused

By the eye shadow of lies , and the lipstick of deceit

That is not beauty, that’s touched up

Photo shopped, propped

My beauty is natural , real, untouched

Smooth milky brown skin is what I was born in

What I’ll raise my kids in

What I’ll be a millionaire in

What I’ll set the rules in

Think what you want of me

My past doesn’t control me

And neither do you

I’m not affected by your lies

Because with knowledge comes truth

I have the knowledge to know that you’re insecure

You can’t endure the pain

So you try to gain…

 Spirit by sucking the soul out of another

Buried in your lies you will soon discover

That you are ugly

Not me

Because you are paralyzed by the lies society has set

Wake up

Or you’ll forever be in dept

To,

Humility…

but the love still there & honestly… it really ain’t going no where

no, im not holding on, but we sill have that bond

regardless of whats said try not to take it to the head

go ahead, let her lay in your bed

you may listen to her as she speaks , but you’re having soft thoughts of me

let those sweet images of me & what used to be slowly drift you off to sleep 

Is acting so shady.

And no, I’m not your girl, nor do I wanna be your lady, but you can at least show me some god damn decency. We’re not what we used to be, and I could careless. You’re not worth the stress, but a little respect is all I ask for. Is it really that hard to give? No it’s not. So get your head out of your fat ass. And stop acting a certain behind closed doors. It’s been 3 years, I know who you REALLY are. Why are you acting like I’ve forgotten somehow? 

P.S. I hate you.

P.S.S. Dickhead 

sinceridad:

I am in love with an idea. I am in love with my pain, my sadness, my worries, my struggles, my regrets, my past. I am in love with the idea of love, the idea of you, and even worst, the idea of what we had. 

Save yourself, because the second you save yourself - you save me. From a lot. (Points up, yeah no more of any of that)

Because I already love his laugh

His smile 

His yell

His personality

The way he looks at me

The way he hugs me

The way he talks to me

The way he gets frustrated with me

How he’s so comfortable around me

How he always dances to his favorite song around me

His taste in music

His fashion sense

His independence 

Our conversation

I can’t wait to love him

I know I’m gonna love him

Because I may already love him…