December 2010
39 posts
Reblog if your mom is beautiful.
whatagirlooves:
Beautiful inside and out. <3
November 2010
32 posts
Happy birthday mom.
Words can’t describe how much you mean to me. If I could wish for any parent that I wanted, I wouldn’t even have been able to think of enough to end up with you. But I’m glad I did. I act stupid a lot, I say random things and I’ve put you through a lot. And you’ve never given up on me. I promise I will give you the world.
Thank you for everything.
I honestly think you're less attractive when you...
It’s not even one of those “I’m trying to convince you of your natural beauty and how putting on make up is just hiding your insecurities” type things. I’m just telling you what I honestly think.
I think it makes you specifically look unnecessarily made-up like you’re trying to look good when I’d honestly prefer you with just a ponytail and whatever...
Make love.
One sentence that will never roll off my tongue and come out of my mouth.
I will never “make love”, because I don’t know what love is made out of.
So what if I don’t have the building tools? No, T-square to take the right angles at a-cute actions while I plan out the blueprints from the get-go. Or a metre stick just to see if it measures up to what we expected. You flash...
This ain’t a pen, it’s a paintbrush. And I intend to rearrange how...
– Lupe Fiasco
Hyperbolic Time Chamber.
I’ll see y’all in a few.
Happy 91st birthday to my lolo in the Philippines.
Damn, I wish I could see y’all right now.
I really don't know what I want tbh
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I've since stopped giving girls compliments.
Because no matter what I tell you, you never believe me. Like you’ve been conditioned to think that I would make this shit up when I don’t really believe it. But I do.
And I don’t say these things to get in your pants. That’s far from my plans, like the Millennium Falcon landing in that asteroid with that giant worm that almost swallowed them whole. It’s not...
My birthday is over. I killed a slam in Guelph...
Shouts to Brian (@flatlinemillado), Henrick Sales, Alex Leosis and Izayana Navas-Garcia for the dope night! Thanks guys!
Shit…I’m 19.
Your laugh is so great that you make me constantly...
It's amazing.
It took me one of the most disappointing moments of my life so far to realize something that I should have learned a long time ago.
Just last night, I missed making the BAM! Toronto Youth Slam Team, by a hair and still ended up in essentially last place. But I can’t even hate. The team is composed of the very best and they’re all amazing poets…and people, of course. So...
I like being around you so much that I wish I was...