The Undefeated.

cweezydaily:

Damn we used to kick it, now we disconnected. I thought we was different, but we ain’t no exception. Late night texts keep us eyeing. Used to running through my mind, now you’re jogging. And now you’re just walking in foot steps, lightly. Until it starts to fade away and all I hear is silence. Used to be amazing, don’t know how that happened. Used to say I love her, and I would really mean it. Now I’m sitting, thinking, trying to comprehend the meaning.

pray for me that I get this job. pls pls pls.

&&& leave me messages wishing me goodluck. thank you lovely followers.=]

waddella:

theundefeated:

how the hell are you feeeeling girl? I hope youre feelin all better now. I felt all kinds of bad when we hung up. you sounded so sick. =[

Lol I feel a whole bunch better. That night was just the beginning of it all. Crystal came by and brought me soup the next day. Even she said I looked all fucked up. Lol Which I did. Haha But I’m much better. Thank you for asking, darling. We need to chill soon. I miss you a whole bunch.

I’m really glad to hear you’re better love! yes we should, I’m on spring break! come seeeeee meeeeeh or i’ll come over there! I misssss youuuuuuuuu! &&& crystal.

how the hell are you feeeeling girl? I hope youre feelin all better now. I felt all kinds of bad when we hung up. you sounded so sick. =[

dopesole:

jumbledemotions:

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whoa.

I was reading through some old blogs today. I use to write so much, and it was always so mind blowing. I look back at the shit I wrote and I think to myself “did I really write that shit, fuck I had problems.” But honestly, everything I write is so clear to understand. There have been some things I’ve clearly forgot, and now I have remembered. But above all I’ve realized, I wrote a lot about you. How I felt when we were together, how I felt when we fell apart, how I felt when I laid eyes on you again, & how I just felt about you, period. Thing is I’ve realized, I stopped writing about you. Not because I didn’t enjoy it, or because there was nothing to write about. I can write something about you everyday of my life and it would be different every time. I remember your favorite ice cream back then, which is probably still a favorite now. I remember you use to make this face at me when I’d stare at you. It was probably the dorkiest facial expression anyone has ever made, but it never failed to crack me up. I still remember the way it smelled at sunset, when we first got there & you kept telling me to shut up every time I cracked a joke or spoke to you. I remember the drive home, it was in so much traffic but we made it on time. I remember on the fourth of July you called me while the fireworks were going off and I did my best to hear everything you said but I couldn’t, and regardless I just wanted you to stay on the phone because it made me feel like you were right beside me, watching the fireworks go off together. I remember how everything first started, & it was all with a click of a button. I remember when you asked for my number and I said something like ” damn, no pick up line and you already tryna get my number.” or some shit like that. I remember the day I found out the one secret you were afraid to tell me and I was more mad at the fact you didn’t tell me then the actually secret itself. I remember the first time I heard your voice. It was so different from any voice I had ever heard and there was just something so soothing about it, I never wanted to hang up the phone with you. I remember the day you told me how you felt, and I knew I felt the same way but I was so afraid to admit it for dear life because it was so good to be true that someone like you, could fall for me. I remember when you wrote me letters, made me a shirt, and a bunch of bracelets and mailed it to me. I remember the first times we said “I love you” and talked about doing so many things in life together. I remember how shit scared you are of ants and roaches and I had to be a hero and kill em all. I remember how soft your hands were when they brushed against my cheeek while we stared at each other smiling, both unable to believe we were really in front of one another. I remember every time you left to go back home, I’d do my best to hold my tears because though I knew we’d see each other again soon, I hated knowing you were gone for so long. I still can’t believe that till this day you’re the only one that makes me cry the hardest when shit goes bad. You’re the only one that can make me so happy, and hurt me so much. That no matter how mad you get at me and tell me shit you don’t mean I still take it and try to explain to you that I love you. That no matter what happens, we will find a way to make it work because I want to be the one for you…..because I realized long ago, you were the only one for me.

cruella-deeville:

shessolegit:

scribbledheart:

laydierachel:

effortlesslyme:

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BURRR BURRRRR BURRRRR!

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thatbrrrattt:

-tiphiny:

I saw that somewhere and hmm..

 the perfect quote, tiphbaby.