No, fuck you. I was worth it.
and I’m still worth it // R.R. (via hefuckin)

Im not relationship material, I haven’t been for awhile.
I don’t seem to care.
I can’t be with someone for more than a couple weeks.
I get bored easily.
I get annoyed.
But.. I just want to be loved.
And the problem is how can anyone love me if I can’t even begin to love myself..

I find myself going back to past lovers, just to feel. Whether is love, lust or pain. Cause feeling something is better than not feeling anything at all.. I just want to feel something new. Something I haven’t felt before. Feel the rush of a new set of lips caress my body. Or feel the warmth of a touch the send chills down my spine. Or feel my mind run so fast that I don’t know what is going on. I just want to feel again.

I wish my tits were evenly tanned