He made me late for work.
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He made me late for work.
Quero-te para sempre meu bem ❤️ #MeuPrincipe #060513 #sempre #Amo-te
Days 155-165
Day 155: what is one achievement you are proud of Day 156: what is a TV show you enjoy the most Day 157: do you like to give or receive Day 158: would you give up all of your presents one Christmas time to help others from other countries Day 159: what is one thing you love about photography Day 160: do you go by live, laugh, love Day 161: why is it so much easier being a child, than an adult Day 162: highs and lows of this month Day 163: where is one place you would love to visit Day 164: one thing many people don’t know about you Day 165: favorite type of music
and what's real love if you ain't got respect?
ohhhh she should feel LUCKY you came. wow. okay then.
so my brother planned a party at the house this weekend. harry potter themed. he and i are the ones in the family who actually enjoy harry potter. my MOM was invited to the party, but i wasn't. you know how awesome that feels when your mom is like, "are you going to tomani's party on saturday?!?" fuck youuuu allllllll. i don't even like life, of course i'm not gonna love it.
sometimes i wonder the worst possible things. like i wonder if my mom wishes she got an abortion with me. or i wonder if when i die, people won’t cry, but they’d breathe a sigh of relief like “yes, we don’t have to deal with her anymore.” or i wonder if anyone notices when i’m gone, or if they just continue to go about their day as if nothing has changed. and i wonder if anyone actually loves me, or if they just say they do so i don’t do anything stupid. and i wonder if i’m going to end up alone because i’ve gotten really “good” at it, but it’s not a skill i particularly like. and i wonder if i’ll ever get out of this vicious cycle of sadness and depression, or am i stuck in here forever?