I used to be so creative.. #highschoolmemories

Remember when we used to go on long drives and just listen to music?

Remember when we used to go for walks around your apartment complex, just because?

Remember when you would bring me flowers randomly?

Remember when you used to draw me things and leave them throughout my apartment?

Remember when you used to text me non stop throughout the day?

Remember when you never could stop talking about me?

Remember when you just liked laying on the top bunk?

Remember when you cooked me dinner every night?

Remember when we used to fight and both cry because we were scared of losing each other?

Remember when you used to hold me everywhere we went?

Remember when you used to kiss my hand iike a queen?

Remember when you used to run and beat me before I could touch the door to open it?

Remember when we didn’t need to have social lives and just were obsessed with each other?

Remember when I was fucking important?

Trying to stay positive is awfully hard for someone who is surrounded by negativity.

Anonymous: Why are you always so sad?

I don’t know how to answer this question in a manner that anyone would understand. I wish I could explain..


transparent-lingerie:

Agent Provacateur, “Love”: bra
Someday. 😫
Sundies☺️
Don’t selfie and drive.

spe-s:

i want kisses and maybe a little bit of rough sex 

(Source: mindless-freedom, via ohnostalgichearts)