January 2011
She’s the girl who’s always laughing her ass off with her friends. You walk past her and you think, “Wow she must really be over me.” But no, she’s not over you, she wants you, but you never gave her a shot. She’s not faking that smile. She’s happy, but with you, she’d never stop smiling.
(via echeng2010)
"If you dream of your crush frequently, then your dream may be telling you that it is time to let this person know how you feel, especially if you are dreaming of him or her in a good way. Only good things can happen from you telling your crush. Even if he or she is not interested, at least you can move on and stop wasting time on him or her."
—DreamMoods.com
lolwhut. been seeing him a lot in my dreams lately. :))) how am i supposed to tell him tho? I don’t even know him. I mean, we’re not even friends or anything. :))) oh well, maybe, “I’ll just keep on dreaming til my heartaches end.” lol.sabawww.
“The feelings that hurt most, the emotions that sting most, are those that are absurd; the longing for impossible things, precisely because they are impossible; nostalgia for what never was; the desire for what could have been; regret over not being someone else; dissatisfaction with the world’s existence. All these half-tones of the soul’s consciousness create in us a painful landscape, an eternal sunset of what we are.”
—Fernando Pessoa (is an infinitely greater poet than that puto Neruda)
Jealous and paranoid, yes.
When some bitch posted on his wall and I’m like
So I check on the bitch’s profile. Her wall, info, pictures, etc.
Then I realized I’m prettier than her and I’m like
Relavent
OMG MY LIFE.
HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAH THIS
Lawl, I did this once
i’d be like this save for the fact that i haven’t got a ‘HE’ whose wall i’d always check and stuff. :)))
A girl doesn't need to tell you straight up how she feels, it's written all over her eyes. If you can see how she feels without her telling you, then you definitely deserve her heart.
That awkward moment you get so pissed that you wanna cry over something small.
