Im Joms. Blogger since 09-24-11. Female. 19years old. Sept10. Virgo. I play musical instruments and sleep a lot. HAHA! Anyway, the truth is, I really love books.♥
‘‘ And kid, you’ve got to love yourself. You’ve got wake up at four in the morning, brew black coffee, and stare at the birds drowning in the darkness of the dawn. You’ve got to sit next to the man at the train station who’s reading your favorite book and start a conversation. You’ve got to come home after a bad day and burn your skin from a shower. Then you’ve got to wash all your sheets until they smell of lemon detergent you bought for four dollars at the local grocery store. You’ve got to stop taking everything so goddam personally. You are not the moon kissing the black sky. You’ve got to compliment someones crooked brows at an art fair and tell them that their eyes remind you of green swimming pools in mid July. You’ve got to stop letting yourself get upset about things that won’t matter in two years. Sleep in on Saturday mornings and wake yourself up early on Sunday. You’ve got to stop worrying about what you’re going to tell her when she finds out. You’ve got to stop over thinking why he stopped caring about you over six months ago. You’ve got to stop asking everyone for their opinions. Fuck it. Love yourself, kiddo. You’ve got to love yourself.
—— (via wellyemonster)

(Source: irynka)

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The best relationship when you two can act like lovers and best friends. It’s when you have more playful moments that serious moments. It’s when you can make joke around, have unexpected hugs, and random kisses. Its when you two give each other that specific stare and just smile. It’s when you’ll rather chill inside to watch movies, eat junk food, and cuddle than go out all the time. It’s when you’ll stay up all night just to settle your arguments and problems. It’s when you can completely act yourself and they can still love you for who you are.

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Suggest songs please?

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‘‘ I lost somebody who wasnt even mine…
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  1. I wish I could write about how much you mean to me but they havent even created the correct words that can describe my feelings for you.
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Got over him. He’s not even worth it. He is not worth your time or your tears. Yeah you love him, I know that. And I know you just cant see yourself with anyone other than him, I get that. I’ve been there. But why should you spend all your time sitting at home, bawling your eyes out and wondering where he is and who he is with. Do you honestly think he is thinking about you? No. Sure it hurts, the fact that he is out there falling in and out of love with other girls. Yeah, youre gonna see him with one of his new girlfriends. Prepare yourself, cause straight up; its gonna hurt. He will hold her a little close and squeeze her hand a little tighter just because he knows your watching. He knows its killing you; thats why he will do it. Dont let him get to you because of that, well thats exactly what he wants. Dont give him what he wants. He doesnt even deserve it. So what if he doesnt talk to you; do you honestly wanne be friends with an asshole like him anyways? Thing is I know you still do. But give it time. Because all he would do is talk about his new girlfriend and just try and make jealous, do you really wanna hear that? No. Screw him and his girlfriend. He will be sorry. Trust me. When he finally sees you with some other guy whos not him. With that huge grin on your face and your boyfriend holding you close, he will realize how happy you are now. And how happy your boyfriend is because he has you; the girl of his dreams. He will realize the huge mistake he made when he let you go, when he decided to choose her over you. When he decided he just did not love you the sane, Trust me, He will be sorry. And dont sit there thnking he wont be sorry I know you are. But I guarantee you now. He will be sorry. So dont go on spending your nights waiting for that one phone call you know you never gonna get. Or that IM you know he will never send you simply because he likes to ignore you. He like to pretend he does not see you online, he does it out of spite just because he knows its killing you. When he walks past you in the hallways he is gonna look past at you, but you dont need to know he will do that cause he knows somewhere inside you, it will hurt. Im gonna lie to you. It will hurt. It will hurt a lot. But it will hurt even more when you see her name and how much he loves her in his profile. Its all gonna hurt. Knowing your not the girl thats making him smile. Knowing your not the first person he thinks of when he wakes up and the last before he goes to sleep. Knowing that your not the face on his background of his phone anymore. Knowing if he hasnt already he will delete the album of pictures of you he has on his phone. Knowing you wont be spending every single moment possible with him. Knowing theres not gonna be no more late night phone calls arguing about who loves who the most. And you know what, today tomorrow, next week, months from now; your phone will go off with a text message, you will instantly grab your phone hoping its him saying he wants to give your relationship another shot. But trust me; hes got too much pride. Even if he wanted to be back with you, he wouldnt tell you. Your gonna realize he doesnt care about you anymore and he wont be the first person you call when your upset. He wont be the one to put that smile back on your face. And yeah its gonna hurt; its gonna hurt a lot. But you know what your gonna do? You gonna hold your head up. You gonna show him your better than him and you dont need him in your life. Your gonna prove him that he made the biggest mistake of his life letting you go and that you never really needed  him anyways.

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‘‘ I love someone else who loves someone else. He’s with her every day. She sees him all the time. I wait for him all day, even then im not worth his time. He talks to me when he’s not there. He seems to like me for a while. Then when she comes, he goes away. It hurts even more every damn time.
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We dont talk anymore

and the saddest part is

we used to talk evryday

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