Having too much fun. Being too happy. Striving to see the good in people, and in myself. So put on your best, boys, and I'll wear my pearls.

 


And to kill these mother fucks is a must like the arm of my pits…

And to kill these mother fucks is a must like the arm of my pits…

(Source: deervision)

I remember when

you missed me.

you thought about me.

you wanted me.

You used to love me.