Anonymous asked: we live in the same city!!!
Anonymous asked: because your tumblr is different then most. Not the ordinary sex, money and name brands its a variety of everything. I can sit on your tumblr for hours and just scroll through all your posts. keep up the good work :D
Anonymous asked: a while back you posted a voice clip of you singing. i fell in love, so i decided to follow you.
Anonymous asked: i noticed your love for mens fashion and you have a great taste in music.
Anonymous asked: you and your blog are beautiful that's why i follow you.
Anonymous asked: i follow you because your blog says so much. i love everything you post.
Anonymous asked: i really like your style and the things you post as far as photos and text posts are concerned. most of what i see from you isn't just mindless crap, its actually pretty quality. thanks for that. i think it's ace. xx
Anonymous asked: Because I love your taste in almost everything and you seem like a lovely person. Have a nice day. Take care. Cheers!
Anonymously tell me why you are following me.
Mateo ft. Alicia Keys | Say It’s So
“You may not be her first, her last, or her only. She loved before she may love again. But if she loves you now, what else matters? She’s not perfect - you aren’t either, and the two of you may never be perfect together but if she can make you laugh, cause you to think twice, and admit to being human and making mistakes, hold onto her and give her the most you can. She may not be thinking about...
It’s just a war with my mind, and I’m gonna win.
monochromaticblack: It doesn’t work when people with a flawed sense of reality try to give other people a reality check. Just doesn’t work.
these damn mood swings ..
Attribution isn't everything
But you can’t say it is nothing
My great hope is to laugh as much as I cry; to get my work done and try to love...– Maya Angelou
I’m not upset that you lied to me, I’m upset that from now on I can’t believe...– Friedrich Nietzsche
youngfolksociety: When we’re young, we often feel invincible and think that it will last forever. How easily naive we become and lose perspective. Seeing someone not able to do certain routines that we take for granted, such as to stand or to walk, can easily and rapidly bring us crashing down to reality. What we do today effects what we’ll do tomorrow.
You know, those things happen all the time. And then, sadly, you die too. The...– as I explain Death to others and (trying to convince) myself.
Be courteous to all, but intimate with few, and let those few be well tried...– (via kuyatayy)
savarnas: Sometime on the weekend I’m going to write nice little messages and place them randomly around my town, simply because everyone deserves a nice message and it might possibly brighten someones day! :-)
Happy 25th Birthday Drake…
every Thursday always has it’s downfalls…
maybe we ought to think twice before we start something nice, no need to...– j dilla (think twice)
sometimes i fabricate drowning myself in a tub.
Talib Kweli ft. Norah Jones - Soon the New Day
Here I am: a bundle of past recollections and future dreams knotted up in a...– Sylvia Plath (via sorakeem)
The new features of the iOS 5 have me love struck. I’m adoring the new notification center. All my apps are set to update every so often so I always get screen notifications. Not one or two, but like 5 sometimes. emails, texts, wi-fi connects the whole gibberish all in the middle of my screen. annoying! But now they’ll just be a small notification at the top of the screen so I...
Remember: the problem is not corruption or greed. The problem is the system that...– Slavoj Zizek (via jesuisperdu)
I love black and white photos. There’s a story in every photo. You can take one word and branch it off into a million sentences.
tyroneprettyboy asked: :)
I need to start getting back into the practice of blogging. There are days when tumblr speaks for me because I only feel like thinking somedays. Scrolling through all my pages will define who I am. I value my posts, every single one of them. I’m going to get back into the habit, tumblr is such an escape.
tonight was not my night.