…•ºº♡floppy dreams♡ºº•…
and ain’t it, ain’t it something y'all,
when somebody tells you something about you
think that they know you more than you do
so you take it down, another pill to swallow
mr. bring me down, well ya, ya like to bring me down, don’t you?
but i ain’t layin’ down, baby
i ain’t goin’ down.
can’t nobody tell me how it’s gonna be
nobody gonna make a fool outta me, baby
you should know that i lead not follow.
A Day To Remember | All Signs Point to Lauderdale
I hate this town, it’s so washed up, and all my friends don’t give a fuck. Don’t tell me that it’s just bad luck, when will I find where I fit in? I hate this town.
kevesia
After all the boys that i thought i loved before,
I didnt know what love was, till you knocked on my door.
After all the boys that i wished had love me more,
I didn’t know what love was, never had this before.
reblogging again because i didn’t realize how fucking good this song is.
moreweights
Sometimes I dream about having a chipotle in my house and a private gym where I set squat PRs all the time as a gang of cute little puppies spot me
I need to reach some PR’s soon fuck whatta feeling. I miss the gym ;(
it really bugs me when people who claim they don’t believe in god/religion say things like “in my prayers” or “i’m so blessed”..
there’s other ways to show sympathy/joy than using blatantly religious terms
idk that’s just disrespectful imo. and i see it all the time.
i mean i say “omg” or “bless you” if someone sneezes but that’s different than saying “i’ll keep you in my prayers” when you don’t even pray to begin with, right? “thinking of you” works just fine too
The full #PaperTowns trailer is now online in all its glory. (!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)
No way!!!!
every other day, i would call, you would say, baby how’s your day, but today, it ain’t the same. every other word, is uh huh, yeah okay, could it be that you, are at the crib with other lady? if you took a dare, first of all, let me say, i am not the one, to sit around, and be played. so prove yourself to me, if i’m the girl, that you claim, why don’t you say the things, that you said to me yesterday? i know you say that i am assuming things, something’s going down that’s the way it seems. shouldn’t be no reason why you’re actin’ strange, if nobody’s holdin’ you back from me. ‘cause i know how you usually do, where you’re saying everything to me times two. why can’t you just tell the truth? if somebody’s there then tell me who.
what is up with this? tell the truth, who you with? how would you like it if, i came over with my clique? don’t try to change it now, sayin’ you gotta bounce, when two seconds ago, said you just got in the house. it’s hard to believe that you, are at home, by yourself, when i just heard the boys, or the voice of someone else. just this question why, do you feel, you gotta lie? gettin’ caught up in your game, when you cannot say my name.
tumblr is the saddest on the weekends because we see who has a life and who doesn’t
I know you think that you know me, but…