Crossed or Aligned?

my-journey-my-thoughts:

kyssthis16:

michelle-my-belle:

kalella:

the-ss-destiel:

BECAUSE IT WAS MADE OUT OF FREEDOM AND THE DREAMS OF THE AMERICAN PEOPLE

 #i am only patriotic when it’s funny

Holy molly jelly, TONIGHT WENT SO awesome! It came from interrupted plans of when and how to meet, into flowing perfectly into a great plethora of fun. The pre-prom ritual with Kevin and Justin was sick as heck just getting everything from the stores and getting celebration down perfectly while we fitted tuxes! While sitting on the chairs, the thoughts of her flooded my head and how she would look like. 30 more minutes before I can see her, and I already wore a wide smile on my face. Kevin finally dropped me off. I came in to see her, and oh my goodness, she looked so great :]. She did not put her prom dress yet so, I sat on the couch with his dad. I got thirsty and stood up to the fridge…grabbed some water and while drinking she appeared. I wore the most stunned looked on my face. She looks so amazing and perfect in verbatim with the definition or infinite directions above that. We took pictures together and had fun at the good buddy Jake’s house. Went to the Historty Museum where they held the dance… and I admit, THAT WAS AWESOME! The music wasn’t half bad, but the dancing went fully and extracreditly AMAZING. We danced all night long together. She started dancing the way I did for the first time. And she loved it from what she told me, but what really made my day about this is the slow dance and the sweet talks. :] I love this day. I would never claim this as a night to regret.

Endless Promiscuity accompanied by a finite touch of Chivalry.

“This okay, this all right. I got something you don’t like.” 

We all have insecurities. I am afraid that these insecurities will stop us from being fully perfect for each other. If you weren’t perfect to me at all, then I wouldn’t be with you… Insecurity is a bitch. I hate how society pictures beauty with so much make up.. it’s the world’s biggest way of making beautiful women ugly and broken inside. 

Love is a mystery

and so is the ocean

it starts out knee deep

to the depth of three ships

it can keeps people afloat

or drown straight down

but even when it’s mighty scary

most still plunge into endless blue

knowing that they are not prepared

until they learn enough to survive

and then cope up to build strength 

just like failing to love

Our love: a never ending line of sacrifices and revelations. We didn’t think of such notice until it briskly took stage and actually came into reality. Thoughtfulness and self-denial imperatively elevated our opulence and account for each other’s rights and  confidence. A few secrets, here and there, tripled to transparency; no secrets to hold accountable for our bliss and no broadcast to free loosely for our demise, since, we protrude beyond the hesitancy and cling to our backbones certain that it will be okay. It’s us who recall each other’s beautiful repressed thoughts and it’s us who assemble each other’s wholes.