December 2010
Me: Sorry I look like I just got out of bed, I kinda just did.
Keith: No. You look beautiful.
I have the cutest boyfriend ever.
He just met both of my parents, and they love him. I could totally see myself falling in love with him.
I hate it when my boob itches.
midnightinkk:
Remember that everyone you meet is afraid of something, loves something, and has...
– Proverb (via carouselinparis)
12/26/10
KEITH♥
Just to add to the list that contributes to your perfection,
You play guitar. And can sing.
…….Is there anything you can’t do?
I tell my friends about you. I wonder if you tell...
I hate it when..
krstnayxoxo:
kelllllyy:
I hate it when girls announce when they’re going to go play Black Ops or Halo or anything like that. Are you doing it for attention from guys? It’s stupid and honestly, no one really cares if you’re going to play it or not.
I’m being hypocritical, lololol.
this
i feel emotionally vulnerable when i like people. not a little crush, but really LIKE someone. the little things they do drive me insane and i hate depending on them paying attention to me just so i’ll be happy that day. id much rather just hate everyone and not deal with feelings of emptiness at all.
That awkward moment when you're sitting in class...
maybe its just me..
My mom is talking on the phone right behind me, and she is SO LOUD.
I can feel the annoyance just building up inside of me right now.
We are afraid to care too much, for fear that the other person does not care at...
– Eleanor Roosevelt (via simplygoodstuff)
Oh so true…wise words Eleanor.
(via creativeinspiration)
NIKON D3100 IS MINE OMFG.
Merry Christmas :D
3 tags
Me: ARE YOU EXCITED FOR SANTA!?
Keith: FUCK YES I HOPE YOU CAN FIT DOWN THE CHIMNEY THOUGH.
Me: I'm not Santa, Keith.
Keith: Can't you be my present, though?
Me: AW.
Keith: Please!? :(
Me: I can't. I can't be yours because I wanted you to be mine.
Keith: Nope. You're mine.
This New Years eve, I want you to kiss me at 11:59...
thecolorsofthesky:
Oh my god, yes.<33
Reblog if your mom is beautiful.
You're perfect.
You have gorgeous blue eyes, and pale skin. You’re really tall and you play baseball. You have an adorable smile, and your sense of humor is insane. You’re insanely smart, and sweet. I didn’t think someone like you existed.
And, you think I’m beautiful.
I must be dreaming. This isn’t reality. There’s no way someone like you would ever even notice me.
You're perfect.
You have gorgeous blue eyes, and pale skin. You’re really tall and you play baseball. You have an adorable smile, and your sense of humor is insane. You’re insanely smart, and sweet. I didn’t think someone like you existed.
And, you think I’m beautiful.
I must be dreaming. This isn’t reality. There’s no way someone like you would ever even notice me.
All I want for Christmas is you.
FUCK YOU.
I could really see myself falling in love with you.
You’re everything I could ever ask for, and I’m really glad we met. It’s only been a few days, and I feel seriously over dramatic, but I’m fairly good with vibes.