“He isn’t going to quote poetry, he’s not thinking about you every moment, but he will give you a part of him that he knows you could break.” I’m Nicole, 17 years old. My blog is a collection of my private thoughts. I used to worry about never finding love, until I realized that I’m perfectly fine on my own. No one should ever feel badly about being alone with themselves; realistically, no one knows you better than you. So go on and change the world, expand your knowledge, travel. Love will come. Until then, be a strong, independent black woman who don’t need no man. tumblr hit counter
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"   I hope you kiss me really hard when I see you.   "
(via keinekraftzumleben)
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"   I hate how “talking” is a thing. I hate how friends with benefits is a thing. I hate how good morning/goodnight texts are a thing. I hate how you have to figure out if a guy/girl likes you or not by how much they text you or even if they “text you first”. I miss the time when people liked you or they didn’t. I hate how you have to play these games to figure it out.   "
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