Raine makes everything better.

I hate the way you talk to me,

and the way you cut your hair.

I hate the way you drive my car,

I hate it when you stare.

I hate your big dumb combat bots

and the way you read my mind.

I hate you so much it makes me sick,

it even makes me rhyme.

I hate the way you’re always right,

I hate it when you lie.

I hate it when you make me laugh,

even worse when you make me cry.

I hate it when you’re not around,

and the fact that you didn’t call.

But mostly I hate the way I don’t hate you,

not even close…

not even a little bit…

not even at all.

14 May 2013 • :) tpko

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29 April 2013 • reblog: i-slandofmisfittoys • this hehe for all of ya :)

love

It’s like drugs. but much better. You can be affected by it but have a control of yourself. That’s why it’s so addicting. The world instantly become vivid. And a much more better place. You see bad things as not harmful. Everything you see is beautiful. I like to think it as a key to life. Having it means seeing the world clearly—Simply beautiful. having it can make you a good person. having it can make you complete. having it too much cannot be bad for you. ‘Till one day, someone, would take it away from you. That’s the worse part, you can love anything, anyone, but a single person can take it all away from you. or rather, deprived you for feeling such thing. And it’s really worse. depriving you of love also means depriving you from all the beautiful things in the world and replacing it with something horrible. Taking away a beautiful tulip flower and replacing it with a seed.

And that’s the beauty of it. You have to wait for it again and help it and nurture it and feed it and everything for it to grow like a beautiful flower.

19 February 2013 • blog tpko heh love :) errrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr hhhhhhhheeeeeeeeeeeeh hi im raine aaaaaaaaaaa i have an exam tomorrow thank you very much procrasinate