It’s been four months and I still miss you. Things are better though, I have learned to be happy on my own, and not have a dependency on you. No one has made me feel like you did, I don’t want anyone else to either.
Its been weird encounters each time I’ve seen you, but with the little bit of talking lately I’m starting to have hope in us again.
Last year you took me to bledfest, then asked me out at the Touché Amore and Balance and Composure show a month later. Last month we ran into each other at the Touché Amore show and at bledfest this year. It’s the little things like that really get to me.

But I’m hopeful, maybe we can try things again. I promise it’ll work.

Anonymous asked: then show it to us

Just google Nicki Minaj, and that’s my ass, but white and I didn’t need a surgery for it. Pure poor dietary.

I embrace having an ass more than I do having tits.

Ass > tits