I cry because I’m angry. I cry because I’m frustrated. I cry because I’m tired of all this. I cry because you don’t understand. I cry because I only have myself to turn to. & I cry because there’s nothing else I could do...

I just think that like, one day we should all just either shut the hell up or say everything that crosses our mind. So the world can either be a silent one or a chaotic one. Because I’m sick of the in-between one.

I like when a guy,

• Pinches my cheeks
• Plays with my hair
• Asks for a hug
• Steals something I own and makes me run after him
• Feeds me
• Makes silly faces
• Eats like a pig without being embarrassed
• Tells me I look beautiful in sweats with no make up on
• Sings me to sleep
• Puts his arms around my waist
• Surprises me from the back and covers my eyes
• Lets me borrow his jacket

:)