To which I replied,
jellybomb:melodeezyfbaby:bikinifetish:intoxication:gypsy:sainte:(via addams)
This is beautiful, I want it tattooed. Who is the artist? Anyone?
@DRIZZZY & DONTBESTINGY.
You guys are gonna hate me for this but I don’t give a shit ‘cause I look stupid too. The point of the matter is, ‘Dre — you met Pam & I… & Whether or not you feel you didn’t have the same experience at LHS that we did, you left with the two badddeeeest lady friends one could ever ask for. I think you, sir, came out top dogggg!
Reminiscing… Please someone tell me why I loved high school soooo much.
Uke3453; Ma-i-na-ku-ma-na.
Pure. Genius.
Im Yours (Ukelele Cover)
THIS KID HAS STOLEN MY HEART FOREVS.
What do you do when you know something’s bad for you
And you still can’t let go?
I was naïve
Your love was like candy
Artificially sweet
I was deceived by the wrapping
Got caught in your web
And I learned how to bleed
I was prey in your bed
And devoured completely
Oh and it hurts my soul
Cuz I can’t let go
All these walls are caving in
I can’t stop my suffering
I hate to show that I’ve lost control
Cuz I, I keep going right back
To the one thing that I need to walk away from
I need to get away from ya
I need to walk away from ya
Get away, walk away, walk away
I should have known
I was used for amusement
Couldn’t see through the smoke
It was all an illusion
Now I’ve been licking my wounds (licking my wounds)
But the venom seems deeper (deeper, deeper)
We both can seduce
But darling you hold me prisoner (prisoner)
I’m about to break
I can’t stop this ache
I’m addicted to your allure
and I’m feigning for a cure
Every step I take
Leads to one mistake
I keep going right back
To the one thing that I need oh
I can’t mend
This torn state I’m in
Getting nothing in return
What did I do to deserve
The pain of this slow burn
And everywhere I turn
I keep going right back
To the one thing that I need to walk away from
I need to get away from ya
I need to walk away from ya
Everytime I try to gasp for air
I am smothered in despair it’s never over, over
Seems I’ll never wake from this nightmare
I let out a silent prayer, let it be over, over
Inside I’m screaming
Begging, pleading
No more
Ah ah
I don’t know what to do
My heart has been bruised
So sad but it’s true
Each beat reminds me of you
Oh it hurts my soul
Cuz I can’t let go
All these walls are caving in
I can’t stop my suffering
I hate to show that I’ve lost control
Cuz I, I keep going right back
To the one thing that I need oh
I’m about to break
I cant stop this ache
I’m addicted to your allure
And I’m feigning for a cure
Every step I take
Leads to one mistake
I keep going right back
To the one thing that I need oh
I can’t mend
This torn state I’m in
Getting nothing in return
What did I do to deserve
The pain of this slow burn
And everywhere I turn
I keep going right back
To the one thing that I need to walk away from
Jake Shimabukuro - While My Guitar Gently Weeps (Uke cover)
Not quite sure if I’ve posted this before… But I just spend the last five to ten minutes gently weeping because of the memories this particular youtube brings back. Plus his cover is literally too beautiful for words.
Saudade noun/verb : the sad feeling you feel for happy memories… And boy do I feel it.
(via wahlee)
the question is, what’s a girl really gotta do for a nice lil’ jew to come around and put a good hurtin’ on me ?
(via wahlee)
Holy. Mother. of Christ. Almighty.
This is my tattoo. It’s a Mexican motivational phrase meaning “give it your all”. Growing up, it’s what my parents told me when I felt like giving up. And this year, I’ve heard it more than ever. So here I am, declaring it for myself: “échale ganas, push yourself forward”.
This is beautiful. Even though I have numerous tattoos in different languages celebrating my different heritages and past-times with those cultures, I have yet to embrace my mexicana/nicoya sides through commemorative tattoos. This is brilliant.
(via tiresome)
“All that is gold does not glitter; not all that wander are lost.”
- J.R.R. Tolkien
i swear on my life, and my love of it, that i will never live for another man, nor as him to live for mine.
My tattoo of the celtic tree of life with a quote from Atlas Shrugged…if you haven’t read the book then you should. Changes your life.
I love Ayn Rand. The Fountainhead was my grandfather’s favorite book and although it was difficult for me to read, I loved it. Atlas Shrugged = wishlisted.
I needs a haircut & a stylist asap.
I painted my lips red (a never occuring event) and grabbed my camera… I proceeded to take a super sexy photo and then the bitch dies… So I jumped on my webcam to see wtf I looked like LOL. And this is how I study for finals -___-
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