quiero tener sexo duro en la playa bajo las estrellas ;))
quiero tener sexo duro en la playa bajo las estrellas ;))
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You’re like poison to my mind.
It’s like my mind cannot be free from the memories. I wish I could reminisce about the days and not feel the emotion that comes with the memories. The memories I watch and let play in my head is like black and white films. No sound but just pictures of that moment. Joyous smiles and laughs as we sat next to the pond. The film shows the happy couple laughing and enjoying the summer days. You can’t hear what they’re talking about but you sure can imagine what every young couple would talk about. Living forever, marriage, kids, and just being there for each other through thick and thin. Kisses forever and hugs for days, we wish those memories didn’t have to fade.
But they did. Those moments are gone and feelings change. Now that black and white film of sweet love and gentle days turn into daggers and wooden steaks ready to stab at your heart. Letting that film play over and over is like reopening a wound that’s soon to be healed, throwing salt on the flesh, then applying pressure to the salted wound, hearing the flesh sizzle, and feeling it burn. The black and white film isn’t so dashingly sweet after all. Just another reminder of what happened in the past and just another pain to heal.
When 2 people love each other, even when broken up.
Some how they will find each other again.
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Ponder and count off…
Your blessings. Its the little things that count.
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