Yes i'am happy

One of these day, I will find a guy who won’t let me go. Who would treat me like a princess. Who will know what he has, while I’m still there. Who would be stupid with me. Who would stay on the phone with me at night, even if I fell asleep. Who would know exactly how to make me smile. Who would tell me that I’m beautiful when I need it the most. Who would give me his jackets when I’m cold. One day, I will find a guy that truly loves me.

morethanadreamer:

eriikamarie:

dontdareturnback:

(via katweenuh)

Well yes, I understand. When I fall in love it won’t be exactly like Edward and Bella, and he may not be no Bruno Mars and sing to me how beautiful I am. My Valentine’s Day probably won’t end up like the movie; Valentine’s Day. He might not knock me over and spill my milkshake on me; like the Last Song. We may not write 100 letters like in Dear John. But I will find him and I will fall in love one day.love

morethanadreamer:

cheerfulstrings:

(via loraalquiza)

You think you’re not pretty, someone is wishing to be as pretty as you. You want more money, people are in poverty. You want a boyfriend, someone doesn’t even have parents. You’re hungry, a child is starving. You want to go to the mall, someone is looking for anything to wear just to stay warm. You’re chilly, others are frozen. You just want to die, most people are striving to live. So don’t waste your time on things that you think you don’t have, because there is always someone out there who needs what you have.

lockedmyheartandthrewawaythekey:

noregretssjustlovee:

ksennu:

(via khaye12, followyourisabelle)

So it starts off unexpected. You have mutual friends and add each other on facebook and msn. You get to know one another. It gets interesting. Exciting. Fun. Numbers are added into phones. Text. Text. Text. Flirt. Flirt. Flirt. You have deep and meaningful conversations and learn about them. You begin to fall. You start dating. You fall harder. You are inlove. You hug. Kiss. Touch. Life is great. You are inlove. Can’t go a day without talking to them. Time flies. Things change. Things get rocky. You get hurt. Forgive, but can’t forget. You love them to much to break up. They break up with you. You are shattered. Life doesn’t mean much no more. You lost everything. And it ends with heartache.

(via sweetimagination, angelatranxo)