okieeedokieee

averagefairy:

u ever text someone something risky and every second that they dont respond is another spike in ur blood pressure and u stare at your hand like why did u type that u fool its over the universe is crumbling to pieces this is my demise

I really love to received sweet and long text messages, for someone I did’nt expect to.

Play with my hair instead of my feelings thank u

Sundays at Tiffany’s ♥

  • you'll get bored of me. you'll get annoyed of me. you'll stop talking to me. you'll leave me. just like everybody else.

slaycinder:

jpgay:

i hate when a more attractive person has a crush on the same person i do

It’s like performing in a talent show and finding out that Beyonce is going on before you

omgsheezy:

mahalkitaseryoso:

cutenamakulit:

definitelyhandsome:

dakilang-doodlero:

"You only know you love him when you let him go." #Masocket

Nobody said it was easy.

Naiyak ako dito :(

Ang sakiiiit. 💔

Hayst.

#throwbacktomorrowpaangthursday presents TULOG PA MORE

4th year highschool kami neto hahahaha walang pakialamanan kahit may teacher basta makatulog lang madalas ako ang photographer niyan di talaga ako natutulog kasi inaabanagan ko talaga sila hahahaha usually AP, Physics at Research ang subject na tinutulugan ng mga yan kasi yan yung mga subjects na before at after lunch :D

Anonymous: Ilan lang ba allowed na absences sainyo?

depende sa units pag 3 units 3 din. yung mga minor ko 3, yung major ko 6. Kaya 6 din. Hehe. 

kahit nakakaisang absent palang ako feeling ko mae-AF na ako kaya di talaga ako nag aabsent kahit sobrang inaabot na ako ng katamaran. ang pangit naman kasi kung mababagsak ka nang dahil sa pag absent mo kaya di talaga ako nag aabsent hanggat wala talagang valid reason. pero minsan pag nagkaisa ang buong barkada na wag pumasok syempre di na rin ako papasok. nangyayari lang naman yung mga ganon once every semester. kaya kailanagn magind masipag sa pagpasok kahit matulog nalang sa klase ng di papahalata wag lang umabsent hahahaha

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I couldn’t even be mad at him, because this was who he was. This was who he’d always been. He’d never lied about that. He gave and then he took away. I felt it in the pit of my stomach, the familiar ache, that lost, regretful feeling only he could give me. I never wanted to feel it again. Never, ever. Maybe this was why I came, so I could really know. So I could say good-bye.
Jenny Han, It’s Not Summer WIthout You 
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