Girls who don’t receive romantic/sexual attention from boys blame themselves
Boys who don’t receive romantic/sexual attention from girls blame girls
feb11th.
Girls who don’t receive romantic/sexual attention from boys blame themselves
Boys who don’t receive romantic/sexual attention from girls blame girls
YEAH WHATS WITH THAT
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Every day I’m grindin’
I don’t even get a weekend
Been livin’ my life
In black and white, no sleeping
So tonight I’m gonna flip it
Like in a New York minute
We’re gonna hail a cab
And don’t look back
Once we get in it
Lemme hear you say
Ooooh
Can’t keep it bottled up.
Lemme hear you say
Ooooh
Can’t keep it bottled up
Make it pop like pink champagne
In the purple rain
We gonna paint paint paint the city
We’re gonna show em how to
Look all pretty, pretty in
Pink champagne
Let ‘em know our names.
Scream it so loud
They’ll hear us in LA
We’re poppin’ like pink champagne
Poppin’ like pink champagne
Poppin’ like pink champagne
Don’t need no guest list
Everybody’s invited
I said even if you can’t get in
We’ll dance outside it
We’re gonna make this bubble
Carbonate some trouble
When the night gets black
Gotta take it back to another level
Lemme hear you say
Ooooh
Can’t keep it bottled up.
Lemme hear you say
Ooooh
Can’t keep it bottled up.
Make it pop like pink champagne
In the purple rain
We gonna paint paint paint the city
We’re gonna show em how to
Look all pretty, pretty in
Pink champagne
Let ‘em know our names.
Scream it so loud
They’ll hear us in LA
We’re poppin’ like pink champagne
Poppin’ like pink champagne
Poppin’ like pink champagne
Make it pop
Oooohhh
Lemme hear you say
Ooooh
Can’t keep it bottled up
Lemme hear you say
Ooooh
Can’t keep it bottled up
Make it pop like pink champagne
In the purple rain
We’re gonna paint paint paint the city
We’re gonna show em how to
Look all pretty, pretty in
Pink champagne
Let ‘em know our names.
Scream it so loud.
They’ll hear us in LA
We’re poppin’ like pink champagne
Poppin’ like pink champagne
Poppin’ like pink champagne
“No hay nada peor que ir caminando con el corazon roto y una sonrisa en el rostro”
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“El desamor es una mierda. Te hace débil, te nubla la razón y te deja sin fuerzas nunca debí enamorarme”
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Megan Maxwell - Adivína quién soy
“Te odio por hacerme creer que yo era la que había hecho mal las cosas, por tenerme todo este tiempo preguntándome porque no era suficiente para ti. Cuando en realidad el de el problema siempre fuiste tú y tu falta de interés”
— Atrapada en el ayer
One of the best feelings in the world is when you hug the person you love, and they hug you tighter.
Tonight is one of those nights. The nights where you had to turn in your phone and I’m feeling sick. It’s that kind of night where I am cuddling with the stuffed puppy you got me, just because it is the closest I am to you. Tonight is just one of those nights.
Only, nights like these make me so proud. Sure, I’m sad, I want you here and damn do I just want to hear you call me “baby”. But nights like these make me so proud. They make me proud because, not only do I have someone to miss, but I am missing my hero, my protector, my world.
It’s these nights that make me miss you. They make me miss cuddling in one of our beds when it got cold, which now you’re sleeping out in the field and it’s even colder. These nights make me miss lighting the room with Christmas lights and watching movies.
These nights make me miss every little thing about you, about us. Hurry up and wait for you to be home. 💕
Missing you gets easier everyday because even though I am one day further from the last time I saw you, I am one day closer to the next time I will see you.
It’s strange how you can fall in love with someone’s existence, even when they are not present
