live. laugh. love.

live. laugh. love.

 I wish I wasn’t broken and knew how to love my self. I want to be able to accept the love that treats me right without having to be scared. Commitment scares the shit out of me. I was brought up in a world where love was shouting and name calling. Where the kisses were ugly looks and compliments was a word unknown to my vocabulary. I’ve seen what falling out of love looks like. What the demon of jealous can do. But I’ve seen what determination can bring and what marriage means. That’s why I get scared knowing I’m expected to marry.

I’m not a fan of constantly drinking to get drunk. I’m good with one beer and chilling out. Just feeling good vibes. Drunk sex sounds like fun but I’m not down to be with someone who gets drunk all the time. More like once in a while. Bc it reminds me of my father and homie don’t play around with the father reminders.

sofalcondone:

a hoodie and underwear is all you really need to wear tbh

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straightasafreakingcircle:

ex-hal33:

hookayy:

When you’re ready come and get it~

Give it to me

i’m ready but im too lazy to actually come and get it so just give it to me

straightasafreakingcircle:

ex-hal33:

hookayy:

When you’re ready come and get it~

Give it to me

i’m ready but im too lazy to actually come and get it so just give it to me

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And so the lion fell in love with the lamb…” he murmured. I looked away, hiding my eyes as I thrilled to the word.
“What a stupid lamb,” I sighed.
“What a sick, masochistic lion.

Stephenie MeyerTwilight (via feellng)