I'm Vicki, but my gangster name is Bleezy.
I'm seventeen. NJ resident. NY bound.
I like to think I'm a monster.
I’m just keeping this around for shts and giggles.
Guess this is goodbye?
Ah… well, sir, I feel like a…. like a slice of butter… melting on top of a big-ol’ pile of flapjacks.
I love you.
;D
(Source: tripletriangle, via liecheatandsteal)
(Source: since1996, via yourcerebellum)
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close.
Pablo Neruda (via atomos)
Pablo Neruda (via atomos)
(via soiscalme)
(Source: , via briannadiane)
Oh hey. I graduated.
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Clara C. ft. Joseph Vincent | Rhythm Of Love
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