i want to be a wag.

Si es la lluvia de todos los días ( Read more... )

you are really confusing.
i can never find the words to explain anything anymore.

all i've been doing these holidays is polluting my body with too much alcohol, smoke and bad food.
if i continue like this for six weeks i'll probably be dead but who cares, i'm happy.

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i had my last exam today and it's kind of weird that i'm already through a semester of uni.
i don't know what i'm going to do with myself for six weeks.

i feel like i'm living in a fucking movie.
please please please just let everything be ok, or i don't know how i'll survive. i just can't accept something like this.

he didn't play soccer on saturday because he hurt his foot (again) but it was the first saturday in a while i can remember that he wasnt working so we got to spend the day together and then we had a nap in the afternoon and it was so nice.
he made me so happy this week, with randomly picking me up and all the phone calls just because.

even though he's a stupid macho boy that's too proud to talk about his feelings unless i prod him (that and the dramas), when he does things like randomly shows up at my uni to pick me up or even from the way he kisses me and the way we can be with each other i know he feels the same way i do. and that feels really good ( Read more... )

this boy is so perfect and if i could i'd do all the things for him that i swore i'd never do for any man, like wash his clothes and cook his dinner.
i never thought i'd feel like this about anyone. sometimes i feel like i'm going to explode.