All i know is I am truly blessed.

I’m the first girl my boyfriend has ever brought home. Every now and then I ask myself why me? I mean he’s had his fair share of females. I know I am his girlfriend but why?

There’s nothing more I miss then the way he holds me then kisses me. The hugs are tight and comforting. The kisses are long and seductive. Passionate looks shot at each other.

"Make sure you marry someone who laughs at the same things you do."

J.D. Salinger, The Catcher in the Rye (via snido)

(Source: winedrunkenness, via be-quiet-becca)

Word Vomit.


I decided I’m going to write completely free without trying to filter myself for a few minutes. Fair warning to anyone who is following me it might seem completely emo, sad, and all too dramatic.It will be riddled with the same phrases and terrible grammar. I have a lot of thoughts right now that…