my faourite photo of my puppy Valentine. he's amazing.
one of the only decent photos that was taken at my birthday a few months ago. i'd put more up but when you go out to get a career later on in life they can actually find photos of you even if you have deleted them. so next time just think to yourself, would i really like my future employer to see me making out or seeing a naked picture of me that i sent to some random.
catwoman getting it on with mr incredible ;)
photo bomb much. haha i love her. 3 musketeers :)
the sheets are stained with memories of your soft kiss.
Everybody needs an escape from everything. from thinking mainly because once you start to think you realise how fucked up everything is and you really really think so deeply that you end up scaring yourself. See, I play football because its an escape from everyone's depressive emotions and when i'm around those people i start to think about my own problems at home. I come to school to escape crap going on at home and i come here and everyone is so depressed, EVERYONE. Take ****, for example, her escape is he boyfriend and she's happy because she is so focused on him and not caring about any other shit. I liked being with you but, when you got sad it devoured my soul because i didn't know what was going on with you and i wanted to help. But now i know, and thank you for trusting me with that..i'm just sorry you lost your escape.
- K.L
so i had a really shitty weekend and sunday i went for a walk with my nephew (which i swear sometimes i hate, we could seriously kill each other) and my beautiful dog. I just literally broke down while we were walking. my nephewdid not realise at first becaue he's stupid like that but once he did, he was actually really worried. i remember us sitting down on a chair in the middle of some park while i was crying and he just kept asking if i was ok. this proves that even though you fight with your family or a certain person constantly and you swear you can kill them sometimes, well, most of the time; they actually do care about you. whenever i think about that day, despite how horrible it was, it makes me smile.
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