Value the girl, not what you can get out of her.
(via i-like-fried-chicken)
Dear brain, sorry for overloading you with thoughts of him. Dear tummy, sorry for all the butterflies. Dear pillow, sorry for all the tears. Dear heart, sorry for all the damage. Dear me, sorry for being in love with him.
I can’t understand teens nowadays.
what their idea of a fun weekend is:
mine:
how they hangout with friends:
how I hangout with friends:
they sleep around:
what I do with my time:
I’m so respectful and good when I’m around adults I’m like:
they’re like:
their mom says “NO”, they react by doing this:
If I did that my mother would do this:
and my mother says I AM OUT OF CONTROL
(via itsmaaryroose)
Babe needs to get this for meOh my God, so cute.
I want Mickey, Donald, Stitch or Pooh.
(via causeimbeast)
London: And thank you for taking care of me all these years.
Moseby: You are welcome. I’m so proud of you for graduating highschool. And so proud of the woman that you’ve become. Keep in touch, okay?
London: Don’t worry. I’ve got you on speed dial. I’ll call you if ever I have a problem.
*London walks away and calls Moseby on her phone*
Moseby: Hello?
London: I have a problem. I’m gonna miss you.
(via itsmaaryroose)
