I just can't stop thinking about how perfect Naya Rivera is.

I just can't..

I'VE BEEN WASTING DAYS JUST TO BE FRUSTRATED ABOUT SMOOTH CRIMINAL. WHY. WHY GLEE. WHY DID YOU ONLY GIVE US A 3 SECONDS PREVIEW OF THIS SONG AND OH MY GOD NAYA AND GRANT AND I CAN'T WORDS. I MUST AIR. I JUST CAN'T. THE PERFECTNESS OF THAT 3 SECONDS. WHERE IS THE REST OH MY GOD. STOP IT. I JUST WANNA KNOW WHY.

ALL I WANT IS THE FULL VERSION AND I JUST CAN'T...

WHY ANOTHER WEEK. WHY TORTURING US. WHY GLEE. WHY. I HAVE FEELINGS TOO. WITH FEELINGS. AND EMOTIONS. AND HORMONES. AND STUFF. AGAIN. WITH FEELINGS. EMOTIONALLY FRUSTRATED. JUST STOP.

Hope. That was one thing that prospered, lingered, it was a constant, no matter what happened, there was always hope. Even through the blood, sweat and tears, there was hope.

Loving you and being loved by you makes everything better.

The first time ever I saw your face

I got so emotional during this whole episode of Glee (3x10). Everything about this episode screams perfect and everything is just so right. I just can't contain the amount of emotion that I was dealing with when I was watching this. So far, the best episode of Glee season 3. Here goes. 

When Rachel sings Without You to Finn: 

When this happened:

When they do Summer Nights:

Everything in this episode is perfect. The songs, the proposal, the scenes. Everything. How do I words. I found out something when I was watching this though. Something that I should've known before. People who really means to me. And who pretty much doesn't. 

But anyway, this show matters a lot to me. A lot. 

Literally. Literally everything, upsets me. Literally. Everything.

literally.

Have you ever miss someone that you cry everytime you see their faces or hear their voices? I miss you. I don't know why we're not talking to each other anymore.

Crazy Little Thing Called Weird People That Tried To Be Someone Else For Uknown Reasons And The Cause Is Yet To Be Found

Okay. If you didn't notice already, the title of this post is rather... unusual than any other normal title on a normal blog where the blogger has a normal life and normal friends. And that isn't something that I am or currently have for this time being. BUT, this title is pretty much what I'm going to talk about right now. OH by the way, that title is also inspired by my friend. Her name is STAR and she posted lately about this movie thing. I guess. Kind of. And the title of that movie is Crazy Little Thing Called Love. I suppose. And I don't know. Since I laughed a lot while reading the post because I DON'T KNOW. NOT KNOWING THINGS IS AWESOME. Nope, it's terrifying.

ANYWAYS, I'm not trying to point out fingers to anyone here. I'm just trying to point out a point. HA! Try to understand that! . Okay, so I got this thing to talk about from my very best friend. She told me something about this guy that she loves. Well, it's probably true. Because.. there's a difference between someone who loves a person and someone who claims to love a person. So, this guy. If you see him for the first time, or just by a glance, you would probably say "Oh. That guy is a troublemaker. A player. A stud. An asshole". And yes, a part of you who're saying those are true. But, if you know him a little bit better, like I do, you'd say different things. And those different things are so confusing. I'm not going to lie. He's a very very hard- to - read son of a bitch. And this thing is kind of frustrating. Let me tell you something about this.

He's nice. He likes everything. He laughs at everything. He's funny. He's talented. He's cute (NOT GONNA LIE, PEOPLE). He's not that bad looking either. He's smart. He's sweet. He's protective. He notices things. He does cute things. He even likes cute things. He likes girls (... Okay). He's probably into guys too? (Okay this is not funny). He's tall (I can't... ). Long story short, he's perfect. I mean, come on. What else could you expect from a guy?

BUT, the confusing this about this bastard is, he's.. oh my god.. he's so.. so goddamn shy maybe? I don't know. He always tries to keep his image as a troublemaker in the school, especially around his goddamn friends. As if it's a good thing. As if a label as an asshole is more important than his true self. I don't get it. What the actual fuck is with this boy.

He likes stuff that his friends don't. He tries so fucking hard to hide it. And it is so fucking frustrating. I'm not gonna lie. It is so fucking exhausting to see that someone actually does that. His so called friends are.. well.. pretty much all assholes. Maybe not all of them. Just a few boys trying to be cool badasses. And believe me when I say that they are not cool badasses. Not at all. They're just.. pathetic little boys that don't know how to live their life right. Little boys who probably don't have any future or any good anything in their pathetic lives. I mean, come on. When you see a middle highschooler, boys, assholes, to be precise, talking about love, soulmates, heartbroken, you must know that they are absolutely lying. Except if they're talking about girls, boobs, video games, boobs, and boobs. Those things are what boys do talk about. Trust me, I've been there. I've done that. I've seen everything. You just can't avoid these things. Oh and for girls, all they talk about is butt. I don't know why but cute butt is cute. I DON'T KNOW OKAY I LOVE BUTTS. Cool badass is like.. Puck. You should learn from the guy.

And I still don't understand why he has to keep this bastard image on him when he's actually super nice and super cool. I don't understand at all. If he's smart enough to know how to be super nice and super cool, I'd figure he would be perfect. If. Oh I wish. I keep wondering if deep down he actually feels it too. Or, I don't know. Maybe relationships with wrong people can make you feel numb. Like nothing can change you. Nothing can hurt you. He keeps doing that. And when my best friend cried for him, he told her this

"I'm so glad to have someone like you that cares about me a lot"

Okay. What the fuck. Shocking as fuck. I JUST DON'T UNDERSTAND YOU. WHY. JUST TELL ME WHY. I knew this boy would do something like that. He was different alright. It was like he had two personas. And I don't even know why. If you talk to him in person, alone, he would be so nice. Trust me, I did that plenty of times. When the group usually wanted to hang out somewhere, both of us (him and I) used to come too early. So, yeah. We chat a lot. He was so nice that time. I don't even know why he was, but he was. I like him. Of course I do. Being around him kind of made me feel safe and comfy. But what I don't understand, is how he changes a lot when he hangs out with his friends. Let's just call it that way. I'm sure he's not that bad. I'm sure he has some feelings there... Well, I sure hope so. Because it's such a shame to waste a great guy like him. And his friends don't even worth it. What can they give him? Nothing. Nothing but trouble. But I still don't understand him. I thought he has a mind of his own. But when someone in his group of friends got mad at me for a very tiny reason and changed my status way decreasing from best friend to enemy, he turned his back against me too. And that is way too disappointing to me. Because he was one of my best friends. And this tiny thing didn't even had something to do with him. That is just.. disappointing. Pure disappointment. I can't figure him out.

Because when he hurt me for something that I'm really sorry, when he hurt me for something that isn't a big deal, I couldn't tell what was on his mind.

Maybe he's not the guy I used to know. Maybe he has changed. Maybe he's now numb. Feelings don't exist to him. Maybe hurting anyone doesn't do any harm to himself. Maybe he's just.. I don't know. Maybe I was wrong about him. Maybe he's just another asshole. But.. I just can't let him go. Because he's worth too much. Because I love him too much to even try to believe that he's not what I know he is.

But then again, maybe our friendship never happened.

And trust me, I think a lot about this. Still trying to figure it out now. I miss him. I miss everyone a lot these days. If I could just explain. If I could just make them believe that what I did had a reason. If I could just turn this world so it could be more accepting. If I could just be honest about everything to everyone. If I could just.. bring it back.

I guess, hurting this much is a consequence for what I've done. Even though I still don't know what it is.

What happened to that old school love? Living through your letters was enough. I can't keep up. What's up in the new school rush? I guess I'm living in the past. I still like it like that.

Does any body miss that? Holding hands in the cinema. Dreaming 'cause I'm missing you. I wish that we could take it back to how it was. What happened to that old school love?

Ah teenagers these days. No flowers, no chocolates, no love letters. Nothing. Just seeing everything going on in the wrong way just makes me frustrated as hell. Come on, guys. Remember the old days? Old school style. These days, you don't make any effort to ask that person to go steady. No shit. Fewer words, fewer effort, fewer actions. It doesn't make any sense. Come on. Don't you want to feel the excitement of sending or receiving letters or flowers to that person? What happened to that? What happened to your brain? Think about it. Think about what you should do to actually ask that person. Think. Do. Old school style.

The most amazing feeling I feel. Words can’t describe what I’m feeling for real. Baby, I paint the sky blue. My greatest creation was you

Your grand pop died of liquor failure

Then he died of liver failure

Deep down he was a good man

God damn I can’t deliver failure

Bad ass little Hov

Two years old shopping on Saville Row

Wicked ass little Bey, hard not to spoil you rotten, looking like little me

The most beautiful-est thing in this world

Is Daddy’s little girl.

You don’t yet know what swag is

But you was made in Paris and mama woke up the next day and shot her album package

Last time the miscarriage was so tragic

We was afraid you disappeared but nah baby, you magic

So there you have it, shit happens

Just make sure the plane you on is bigger than your carry-on baggage

Everybody goes through stuff

Life is a gift, love

Open it up

You're a child of destiny

You're the child of my destiny

You're my child with the child from destiny's child

That's a hell of recipe

Glory, glory, glory sorry

Jay-Z, Beyonce, Blue Ivy Carter

Don't you dare look out your window, darling. Everything's on fire. The war outside our door keeps raging on. Hold onto this lullaby, even when the music's gone.

click here for the best safe and sound (taylor swift ft. the civil wars) cover.
so far.

xo

I'm giving you all my love. I'm still looking up. I won't give up on us. God knows I'm tough enough. We got a lot to learn. God knows we're worth it..

BOUNCE THAT WHA-?

OMFG I NEED TO CALM DOWN. okay so I was just trolling down the internet and do some shit ya know. but then I got bored so I searched through many videos on youtube and then I found this

oh and let me warn you that you'll need a youtube account to watch this. it's not a big deal really. IT'S PURE BRILLIANT. OH MY GOD I JUST CAN'T CALM MYSELF DOWN BECAUSE OF HOW AWESOME AND HOW WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS OH MY GOD HOW COME I DIDN'T FIND YOU EARLIER I LOVE YOU. so this is a song. yep. it's a pretty great tune if you ask me. nothing odd really. I fucking love this song! just listen to it and you'll know why I love it. you'll know. girls, listen to this. COME ON GURLFRIENDS LISTEN TO THIS AND LET'S CHANGE HABBITS IN THE RAP GENRE OF MUSIC. download link please.

What I've Done

this is genius. nuff said.

True Story: This Song Saved My Life

I wanna start by letting you know this: Because of you, my life has a purpose. You helped me be who I am today. I see myself in every word you say. Sometimes I feel like nobody gets me. Trapped in a world where everyone hates me. There's so much that I'm going through. I wouldn't be here if it wasn't for you.

I was broken. I was choking. I was lost. I was bleeding. Stopped believing. Could've died. I was down. I was drowning. But it came on just in time.

Sometimes I feel like you've known me forever. You always know how to make me feel better. Because of you, my dad and me, are so much closer than we used to be. You're my escape when I'm stuck in this small town. I turn you up whenever I feel down. You let me know like no one else, that it's okay to be myself. You'll never know what it means to me. That I'm not alone. That I'll never have to be. Simple Plan saved my life.