on this thing we call.. love. love(n)-a feeling of warm personal attachment or deep affection, as for a parent, child, or friend. love(v)-to have a profoundly tender, passionate affection for another person. In my mind, love has no definition. Because.. well, you cant explain it with words. Its, eternal, forever.. you cant change it if you want to.. and you cant control it. It controls...
Why cant he dissappear?
like a boss.
I Wake Up Right Before My Alarm's About To Ring
and i go to sleep for the extra minute.. then one minute turns into 3O minutes but.. the other kids rushing to class… and i’m like.. so i walk in late .. and the teacher dont say shit..
i just want your hand.
Robbie: DRIVE NORMAL. USE YOUR BRAKE LIKE A NORMAL PERSON. USE YOUR TURN SIGNAL.
Treven: *turns on turn signal*
Robbie: NO, WHEN YOUR ACTUALLY TURNING.
You dont want me.
i fear you.
is it sad to say,
that i miss you already?
super good mood today..
but im sick. >:(