June 2011
Reblog if you wish cancer didn't exist.
Only a sick bastard wouldn’t reblog this.
May 2011
“At some point, people do change. People do get tired of each other. I realized I was only living in the fantasy of us, and when I came back to reality, I hated it. So I let it go. And I told her, ‘I’m in love, with love. If you don’t love me, leave me. I’ll just give someone else the love I wish I could give to you.’”
—Stephen Rodriguez, my brother. (via mydisintegration)
I’m not your rebound.
I’m not someone you can just run to only when you have a problem or need something. Sometimes, all it take’s is a text message or call saying hello, how are you. I’ll be fine with that. At least I know someone actually cares about how i’m feeling. I’m not your rebound. Once you lose me, it will be hard getting me back.
It makes me quite happy how many likes I get from you.
Aw :3 What can I say, I love your blog.
