Love is like air: its not important unless yur not getting any.
love, sex, money.
all one in the same to me.


but love.
idk why but its most important.
it is.
id rather to have loved & lost then not love at all.

people tlk about love like its a terrorist.
ehh; bad analogy; oh well
but they look down upon it.
of course love has its problems, drama, etc.
but soo does everything in the fucking world.


i just wanna jones,
something that will make me kiss in the rain.
KNOWING i just got a perm.
i want it to come down like a mothafucka.
to take me by surprise.
to make me smile && i truly mean it.


i want it toooo much;
which is prolly why: i still dont have it yet.
RME.
ew, look at me.
imma boob.



whatever. i hate people anyways.
people suck.
& trying to please everyone is exhaustingg.


trust me.