Mischief Managed

I don't really know what kind of girl I am

soulfullyme:

Us women forgive men too easily and waay too quick.

With that being said Goodnight…and don’t let a guy take advantage of your feelings and such.

Wow I am so done with the whole “I’m only into athletes” thing that I’ve had going on since 10th grade. Yeah they may be popular and hot and fit. But they’re also dicks, and conceited and stupid as hell. Now that I’m in college I’ve really grown to appreciate intelligence and thought provoking conversations. A good looking face is going to be of so much use if you can’t seem to talk about anything substantial. I mean none of this really matters because I’m not interested in anyone at the moment but for future flings, I’ll keep it in mind 

Jesus. Christ. Jesus. Christ.

Jesus. Christ. Jesus. Christ.

I wish I could say I feel my self developing, growing and changing towards the better. I wish I could say I’ve made decisions I’m proud of and used my time wisely. I wish I could say I’ve given my heart to someone I know will guard it close and dear.

But I can’t say any of those things because they’re far too boring for me. I want cave into myself and fight against outstretching my soul to the world. I want to make mistakes and simply laugh at regrets.

And I want to give my heart to no one because it’s simply mine to keep.

I guess I’ll just give my body instead