Hapiness Is A Warm Gun

Even when I’m layin’ back, I’m never backing down.
— Weezy F. Bayyyybayyyyy

quoted question

I need to know that it’s possible that two people can stay together forever.
— Juno (Movie)

intensity

Your scent arouses me along with the way you walk, talk, the way you dress, the way you speak, and the way you look at me. Your lips are entrancing, I wish to touch them with softness, gentleness, and along with that embrace you whole with sensuality. I wish to be closer to you. I have the urge, all the time to touch your hand, to hold your arm, to wrap myself around you and smell your neck and kiss your jawline. In the mist of it all, I get nervous and hesitate to make the first move.

yeah.

to live, you must give your life away

one day

go

I always think. Make things for the better, and follow what makes you happy. No matter how bad it is, tell yourself its the greatest thing to ever happen to you.

You’ll get by, I promise

red in the head

im obsessed with this hair color

@ my best

what i'd wear everyday if i could.

do it.

I find it horrible that

I’m skinny, and I still want to be skinnier. Skin is not fat, but it sure seems it.

summer

I’m you’re biggest fan, I’ll follow you until you love me.

oh the horror

my fav.

girlfriends rule

Warm and alive

I’m all over you. Would you smother me? so i can kick you to the curb.

grace

go ahead, you can do it.

two for tea, and tea for two.

climb in the back with your head in the clouds, and you're gone.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A7F2X3rSSCU

Lets talk about your deepest fears, darling…

Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn’t it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life…You give them a piece of you. They didn’t ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn’t your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like ‘maybe we should be just friends’ turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It’s a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.

So, this is my life. And I want you to know that I am both happy and sad and I’m still trying to figure out how that could be.

— The Perks Of Being A Wallflower, written by Stephen Chbosky