Sometimes
Most days I’m thinking and caught in daze because of the things I hold in. But I hold it in because I’ve bin through so much until I’ve learn to keep it to my self. No one really cares enough to listen to your problems or even care enough to worry about your feelings. Expressing how you feel sometimes just turns to be a slap in your face. I promised myself to not do it again, but i went against that and slapped my self in the face. So much for letting the soft spot melt into letting me fool myself. #LessonLearnt
How my parents think I dance at a party
How I really dance at a party
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LMAO so trueeeeee
(Source: begoodorgoodatit)
Base By: Jahrenesis








