this year’s valentine had been marked as a most unforgettable event throughout the whole 23+ years of my life. the curtain in j.lo’s living room caught fire from the explosion in my hands. it’s major omgwtfbbq. i think i will be feeling too awkward to go to his house anymore. seriously.
that aside, the boy didn’t prepare flowers for this valentine. not even paper/ribbon roses :( i guess i’m not going to be receiving any flowers from him any time till the proposal(if it’s going to happen in god knows how many years later) even though i did blatantly told him that i want a bouquet for my graduation. oh well, it’s j.lo after all. what am i expecting? yawns.
i will buy and send myself a bouquet of flower then.
(via dirtyprettything)
Sometimes when I get upset, something inside of me shuts down. I feel like I should be crying or screaming or something but I don’t because I’m turned off. I go silent and don’t talk very much, just looking at people. Thinking so much that I could drive myself crazy. It’s the kind of upset that confuses me and makes me want to curl up and sleep it off. I stay fixed like this until the hurt runs away. Sometimes it feels like it’s never going to go.
(Source: p4ntss, via worthwaitingforxo)
bathe, shave, brush your teeth?…..Most amazing shower. Ev.ar!
Jo, think about the kinda things we could do in this thing. (;
(Source: longnightsandcitylights, via worthwaitingforxo)
failed attempt at trying to hook her up.
i’m bad, cause i’m laughing at the guy. secretly.
HAHAHAAHAH.
