February 2011
Reblog if you can take off your bra without taking your shirt off.
That awkward moment when you want to buy something, check the price and sadly, leave it there.
That awkward moment when Mom/Dad starts yelling at you out of nowhere and you're just lost like...
The fuck did I do?
I fucking love food. I don't give a fuck about calories. I don't give a fuck about the grease. I don't give a fuck. I fucking love my fucking food.
REBLOG if You Agree…
In the morning when you look for something to wear…
Your wardrobe in your eyes:
Reality (for your parents):
January 2011
“No es que no nos importe, si no que nos vale madres.”
—
While walking with your friends...
Cool boys and their friends
Cool girls and their friends
You and your friends
In tumblr , we don’t
each other , we
each other.
Platica con papá y Hugo
Yo: Papi, Hugo y Ricardo me cambiaron … tienen nuevas mejores amigas.
Hugo: No es cierto señor!
Papá: Pues mandalos a la chingada …
Yo: Si, ya se.
Papá: Como dice el dicho “Mandalos a la chingada, si regresan son tus amigos … si no pues no.” Es algo así, no?
oye es cierto que siempre te pones como pepita en comal?
quien te dijo? era un secreto :(
... And then you´ll fall in love with me
When guys have tattoos;
Oh well that’s odd, my pants have magically fallen off.
I hate those songs that remind you of that one single person that youre trying to forget.
i love you and miss you a lot.
aawww ♥
ily & imy more
are you going this Saturday?
When you're with your best friend and you see the guy she likes. Then you look at her like
