Be a loner. That gives you time to wonder. To search for the truth.
ur favorite gay princesa Bear—
a 20 year old 5’6 mex/kor girl who loves cheap wine, grilled cheese, angel montoya, fighting & all my hynas 💘
like/cmt for a gold star sticker
guys my boyfriend is so ugly to the point that if I wanna kiss him I hit his ass real good from behind instead
i’m really fucking sad but hey whats new
looks like a stick, can actually kill you
I’m a mess, don’t hold it against me.
when will my life ever get easier
The beach is my happy place ☀️
i'll try to edit smth today but i don't promise anything cause i got really sick&i had to make 3 tests in math and trust me my head's about to explode jsjs😔😖
&i still need friends so yall can skip the awkward (and typical) start of a conversation and send me some memes and trust me we'll get on vv well💘💌
i have so many bathing suits that are beautifulllll picked out BUT IDK WHICH ONE TO GET:(
ya boy is awake which means everybody else needs to be awake and hit my line especially if you’re trying to catch this dic- friendship
Story time with Dylan there was this guy at the store and he was arguing with the casher and I was behind this guy and I wanted to hit him with my zapato because this bitch be taking so long I also had to go to the bathroom anyways he was arguing about alcohol or something and when he walked out I through a piece of twinkie @ him end of story
i'm saying, come over here sit next to me.
Puedo ser tanto un ángel como un demonio, ahrq
jawline sharp enough to cut a bitch, so try me if you must.⚡️
♥*♡+:｡. hype for tbh + tag + dop !! 𝓓𝓮𝓵𝓲𝓵𝓪𝓱 𝓜. 🔮💋🕷
TWENTY TWO. BI, LEANS MORE TOWARDS BOY. SINGLE. MIXED. A CUTE ASS CRACKHEAD. BESTIE @unitowns.
LOWKEY A STRIPPER. “CHOKE ME PAPI/MAMI.” SWEET ASF. HAS TRUST ISSUES. LOVES ANIMALS. SEND MEMES. FRIENDS HMU!! .｡:+♡*♥
Perdí demasiado peso, bai —Se tapa con la sabana—
"Sacame una foto como que no me doy cuenta"
Mis rodillas están raras... :C
EXCERPT FROM STAN, EMINEM —
Dear Mister "I'm Too Good To Call Or Write My Fans,
This will be the last package I ever send your ass. It's been six months and still no word, I don't deserve it? I know you got my last two letters, I wrote the addresses on 'em perfect. So this is my cassette I'm sending you, I hope you hear it. I'm in the car right now, I'm doing 90 on the freeway. Hey Slim, I drank a fifth of vodka. You dare me to drive? You know the song by Phil Collins, "In the Air of the Night," about that guy who could a saved that other guy from drowning, but didn't, then Phil saw it all, then at a a show he found him? That's kinda how this is, you could a rescued me from drowning. Now it's too late, I'm on a thousand downers now, I'm drowsy. And all I wanted was a lousy letter or a call. I hope you know I ripped all of your pictures off the wall. I love you Slim, we coulda been together, think about it. You ruined it now, I hope you can't sleep and you dream about it. And when you dream I hope you can't sleep and you scream about it. I hope your conscience eats at you and you can't breathe without me. See Slim—shut up bitch! I'm tryin' to talk!
Hey Slim, that's my girlfriend screamin' in the trunk, but I didn't slit her throat, I just tied her up, see I ain't like you, 'cause if she suffocates she'll suffer more, and then she'll die too. Well, gotta go, I'm almost at the bridge now.
Oh shit, I forgot, how am I supposed to send this shit out?
Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner but I just been busy. You said your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is she? Look, I'm really flattered you would call your daughter that and here's an autograph for your brother, I wrote it on the Starter cap. I'm sorry I didn't see you at the show, I must of missed you, don't think I did that shit intentionally just to diss you but what's this shit you said about you like to cut your wrists too? I say that shit just clownin' dog, come on, how fucked up is you? You got some issues Stan, I think you need some counseling—to help your ass from bouncing off the walls when you get down some—and what's this shit about us meant to be together?
At seven she experienced death. -
Coming home to a house amess: blood painted the walls, cushions, couches, and tables astray: the house eerily silent. The young girl, then, came up the steps calling for her fathers. There was no response so she pushed forward. A child, so young and sheltered from the evils that reek within humanity, would not care. She only grew worried thinking they went out for ice cream without her. She dismissed this entirely, believing they would never leave her. -
There was a sight officials reported too gruesome for a child to witness and a woman to commit but women are fragile things who can destroy once provoked and Juliatta de la Garza was beyond her boiling point. There was one note, a brief apology to the child she had born; the child who was wailing in the arms of an elderly woman. She had found the poor thing down the street screaming her father's name. What Romeo "Don" Gatsby didn't know, was that his last words to Julietta and the life he lived would be, "Not my Lucietta—referring to his daughter, Lucietta Versace—the girl found crying on the streets of Mexicali. -
The bodies of Don and Francisco Versace were found in the master bedroom. A few feet away, shy of the bedroom door, was Julietta; a single gunshot wound to the head suggested that this was a double-homicide/suicide and that she worked alone. The eyes of Fransico had been stabbed with unsharpend pencils; his upper torso was bathed in acid; legs were spattered with burning oil—some had burned the killer herself. He had died watching Romeo be murdered; Romeo had been asked where the kid was and he, praying she did not show, would not utter her whereabouts. Julietta had revealed that she wished to kill their spawn as punishment, to what is still unknown. -
Romeo did not die a gruesome death like his lover. Julietta had simply removed his cock with a snip of sharpened scissors; placed it in his mouth and shot him at point blank range. Her death was assumed after thirty minutes of waiting and a rushed note to whomever found them. -
The daughter of the gruesome murders of a love unrequited—or so the news outlets would call it—has not been located since.