Beliebe In Your Dreams
I like to be happy(:
I'm not afraid to say what I like & what I don't like.
Florida is what I like I call home even though I live in Ohio.
I hate ignorant,fake,and hypocrite kind of people.
Once a belieber, Always a Belieber!
5.28.96! 15! Colombian <3
Shall be aloud to drive in 79 days :D
Honesty Hour. Ask me anything. Nothing will be deleted or ignored. All participants off anon will get a blog rate and be shipped.
And maybe ask me one or some of these (x).
Despite my two hour nap,
I’m exhausted. My head hurts. And It just starts spinning to where I think I might actually lose consciousness. And I miss him so much right now it hurts.
I hate pretty girls.
I wish I had a bf & I was #teamtaken & just had someone to cuddle with, chill with, or just go out to eat with or like go on random car rides /:
I can’t picture anyone daydreaming about me. I can’t picture someone thinking about me when they’re laying in bed before they fall asleep. I can’t picture anyone telling their friends about me. I can’t picture anyone getting butterflies because I hugged them, or even just because I made eye contact with them. I can’t picture someone smiling because my name lit up their phone. I just can’t.
(Source: honestliars, via englishtownboyz)
you know them moments when you look in the mirror and you think holy shit that’s me because for some reason it feels like the person you’re looking at in the mirror is an unfamiliar stranger and you begin thinking about how you’re a person on a planet in a solar system in a galaxy in a universe and for a few minutes you ponder the origin and the meaning of existence and then shrug and return to your computer
(via imaginethebiebs)
