brenda sofia

25. houston, tx. 

[campuzanobrenda]

[kushandwizdom]

[sexandmanhattan]

[chrissongzzz]

I'm kinda glad I'm so difficult to deal with & understand because then I know when someone stays around, they truly want to.

[campuzanobrenda]

Me in two sentences.

Me: I won't get jealous

Me: Who's this fucking whore

[campuzanobrenda]

En la marina de cabo san lucas

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this gabish-guilen

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me @ that bitch who kept staring at me during the concert for singing

[campuzanobrenda]

Yes

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[shuseph]

Me

[klingonsarecute-deactivated2015]

It’s really awful when people take advantage your inability to fully explain your thoughts due to difficulty translating thoughts into speech/words and use it to say they’re right because they can articulate their shitty view better.

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what is this fucking magic ???????

[fluerly]

This 👌

[mpiedlourde]

Visit Original Link

Donnie & Joe Emerson - Baby

Dreamin’ Wild, 1979.

[shadowlands7]

Introverts don’t get lonely if they don’t socialize with a lot of people, but we do get lonely if we don’t have intimate interactions on a regular basis.

Sophia Dembling, The Introvert’s Way: Living a Quiet Life in a Noisy World (via mustangblood)

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I get jealous and have a short temper and I get quite clingy. But I promise no one will ever love you like me.

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[wnq-writers]

“How sick it is of me to try so hard to measure out my heart, to cut up the feelings into careful syllables and call it art when in truth it is anything but. How pathetic, to write letters to people who don’t care, how futile to make sense of the passionate nothings of the undeserving. How unfortunate to see that even after all the ceaseless shouting into the void, I am still alone. How tragic it is to use such important words for tiny feelings, and to not have any left when the massive, suffocating ones come out to play. How lonely, to unlock the truth of the universe and not have the language to speak it with. How cruel, to have wasted all my poetry on all the wrong scars, and to now watch the sky and the ocean come together, to feel everything, and find no words.”

Roe Faura,

 “Even This Doesn’t Sound Right”

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me right meow . this is beautiful 

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WIDE AWAKE M LISTENI TO CUMBIA SONIDERA