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JMSN – Love Myself

JMSN revisits his †Pllaj놠EP and unveils a short video for “Love Myself” directed by Sebastian Moldonado. 

cuteys:

if a boy ever hid behind the flowers he was trying to give me i would probably just squeeze his face and kiss him because hes so cute


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cuteys:

if a boy ever hid behind the flowers he was trying to give me i would probably just squeeze his face and kiss him because hes so cute

(Source: caroforbes)

troyesivan:

joshpeckofficiall:

look out world, july cinnabon flavored coffee chillatta is on his way

june matzoh ball soup

September Spice rice (i’m gonna use it from now on)

troyesivan:

joshpeckofficiall:

look out world, july cinnabon flavored coffee chillatta is on his way

june matzoh ball soup

September Spice rice (i’m gonna use it from now on)

(Source: vfilthy)

George R.R. Martin Shouldn’t Plan Your Wedding:

Lost in New York? The streets are numbered! How’d you get lost in New York? I know it’s kind of stupid to complain about a movie that came out 17 years ago, but I wasn’t a comedian back then, so I have to do it now. I wish I’d been. I wish I’d been a Def Jam comic when that movie came out. I would have torn it to pieces

(Source: br3akfastclub)

Tough love vs rude “love”

I usually use tumblr to find funny or cool stuff to read, but something happened and I got so much anger inside, so I decided to write this down. And I hope that you don’t know what it’s like.
This last summer one of my dearest friends got in a fight with her boyfriend (again) ad she was upset enough to come and talk to me about it. We talked a lot, but the things with this talks is that when you find yourself in the middle of the feud between a friend and her/his partner there’s not much that can really change. So yes, I made my point (which was that this guy is an asshole who lives out of second chances) and yet again, a coupĺe of days after that, they were back together and I was no longer trust worthy because I never really liked the guy, and didn’t even try to get along, so it was definitely my problem.
One morning I received a phone call, and this same friend want us to hang out, because we had to talk. It was important, and she gave me just a heads up: she and her bf had started another fight, but this time this guy got so upset that kick the crap out of her. We hung up, and I started crying because i couldn’t believed what she just told me. The next day she came to my house, told me the story (he wouldn’t go out with her instead of his friends while they were on a couples vacation, so she got mad and started screaming at him and out of nowhere the guy hit her) and the most painful part, she showed me the bruises all over her body.
Anyway, what really freak me out is the need of make an excuse for this awful, good for nothing dude. “I can’t let another fight erase all the good times that we shared”, “hes not that bad, we just love in different ways”. Sure. You love him enough to not wear something that you like because he thinks is slutty, and loves in that weird way that if he runs out of things to say, he just beats the shit out of you and the end.
NO. NO, I refuse to let this silly girl accept what this stupid ass has for her just because it’s worse being single. The guy loves her so much that he would just make her suffer in order to keep her. Fear is not love. Yes, the bruises would eventually fade away but that situations leave other kind of scars that you cant never take away. You are willing to live in fear, accept the love in comments like “you would sleep with anyone if I let you”, “Why the hell do you have to hang out with your friends? You have me now”. There’s no love in that kind of relationships, not a single bit of love. Jealousy is not love. DON’T YOU EVER FEEL MORE LOVED JUST BECAUSE A MAN DOESN’T WANT TO SHARE YOU. YOU’RE NOT HIS TO SHARE. He’s insecure, and he’s sick, he doesn’t have a bigger heart.
The weeksw ent by, and little by little she realized that indeed, she was part of a sick relationship, where she gave up so many things for him to be happy, and got nothing in return. She was willing to accept that LOVE that wasn’t love at all, wasn’t any good for her. She finally saw all the friends that she left behind just because she didn’t like what they thought about the guy. I found later: that was the worst, but not the first time that the guy hit her.
Not two months after all this, she starts doubting if she’s doing the right thing (YES, YES YOU ARE!), maybe she overreacted that night (OF COURSE YOU DIDN’T). At this point, maybe you’ve already guessed how this ends. THEY GOT BACK TOGETHER. And as hurt as I am, I have to admit that by now, she is as sick as he is. Because she’s not able to see that it’s not a little thing. A man with that kind of behaviour within him, that acts so natural like it’s something every loving couple goes through at some point, that man is never going to change. Because is who he is. And she’s willing to take all that in, because is some kind of love that none of us, not her family, not her friends, not the people who actually love her understand.

And here i am, hoping that i’m wrong, because these stories never had or will have a happy ending.

x

(Source: alfiesugg)