After how long we haven’t talked? That’s ALL you have to say? Wtf. 

You’re lucky I’m even talking to you.

After a fucking month.

k. 

lowkey pissed. 

(:
Him: I want to kiss you, hug you, listen to you talk forever and all this other stuff that I'm not going to tell you.
Me: Why do you want to hear me talk forever? o:
Him: I love your voice. It's as beautiful as you.
Me: <3 you just made my night.
Him: Believe me, your nights just starting.

— Today (AM Kidd)

Cos that’s just going to make everything better, right? K.

I’m not going to get over that.

How obvious can you get!? Omfg.

R: D.A.
J: S.B.
K: ____

Omg. really… really. reallly….

bunch of stupid people. But what can I say? You are a guy.

‘nuff said.

People don’t know me & I think that’s a good thing. You don’t know how bad I can get, you don’t know what I’m capable of, you don’t know my thoughts, my life to say anything.

I cry myself to sleep sometimes, I dream about people dying. I have so much rage in me because I’m tired of people who treat me like how I don’t even treat them. I have everything good in my life, yet, I find something bad about it.

I wanna be better than good enough.

I wish people understood my mind because I don’t.