Hello, I'm Cindi. I'm 18. I live in Arkansas. I try my best! Hispanic. Happily in love!
watch both their faces go from “courteous TV smile” to “not paid enough for this bullshit”
I would’ve wild out on that old nigga
straight white boy: what are you doing?
me: laying in bed
straight white boy: anything else? ;)
straight white boy: are you sure? ;)
It hurts so much to know that you’ll never look at me the same way again, the way you used to when I walked into a room, just the way you smiled in that moment, that was always my favorite look of yours.
After you left my life I really didn’t know what to believe anymore. I thought I had finally found love, someone who actually said forever and meant I love you when stating it. I can’t seem to forget your kisses or your scent which always seems to bring a smile upon my face. I still space off at times wondering what your doing and if you still love me…
You’re going to get your heart broken, and it’s going to fucking hurt. It’s going to be by the person who said they’d never break your heart. By the person who said forever. But you’re the only person who is going to be able to put the pieces back together. You’re going to get cut by piece after piece, and pieces are going to fall out even after you’ve glued and taped them back in. And you’re going to get frustrated, I promise you. But once the glue is dry and the tape stops falling off, you’ll be okay. Your broken heart will be fixed, don’t spend your time on people who will break it again.