“ I’m becoming more silent these days. I’m speaking less and less in public. But my eyes, god damn, my eyes see everything. ”
I’m not a morning person
or a night time person
I don’t think I’m even a person
“ I know I’m hard to deal with. I know I make you want to strangle me. I know sometimes you don’t understand why I cry at 3 a.m. I know you don’t understand why I fear that you’ll end up leaving & replacing me. I fucking know how hard it is to stay with me. I know I’m stuborn & more than a handful. I know that I get moody & snap on you for stupid reasons & sometimes for no reason at all. I know you don’t understand my fears, my anxiety or my constant questions. I know you wish I was easier to deal with. I know you wish I wasn’t filled with constant sadness & self-doubt. What I don’t know is why you haven’t left? How are you still here? Thats something I will never understand. The only thing I ask is to stay..
Just stay & hold me close.. ”
I have like 4 😂😂😂
The besssttttttt aha
Shiit, Mexican blankets are like, an inch and a half thick. Don’t need no fucking comforter or none of the shit white people use on their beds. All you need is a sábana on the mattress, one of these blankets on top to sleep on and another on top of you. Be warmer than the space between a thick woman’s thighs, no lie.
^^ LMAOOO that’s the realest shit that’s ever been written 😂😂😂😂
& una San Marcos para el frío.
when you fuck up and realize there’s nothing you can do so you just accept it
has this been done yet