Real friends would never judge you based on what you wear, what brand of clothes you have, the actions you make, the decisions you choose, and all the flaws you have. They’re called real friends because they can look pass your imperfections and still see the person that you really are. Not only will they accept you for who you are, they’ll never leave your side even if you tend to fuck up all the time. If you have that type of friend, keep them. They’re real treasure.

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That feeling you get when you hear a song you love that you haven’t heard in a long time.

That moment when you press play on your iPod, and you forget that the volume is all the way up.

ALFIN LLEGO EL VIERNES, EL COLEGIO ME TIENE HARTA!

“Where do you go when you listen to nobody else, but yourself? Where do you go? You’re so far from the willing, you’re in such a rush not to tell. So where do you go when getting in where your feet end, doesn’t get you one single thing? Where will you go when the secrets that you’ve been keeping, get a hold of nothing? I’d like to know. Can I wish you away, till you find your place in this world? It’s so hard to get a feel. And all you do is wait, but then one little taste. So caught up, it’s hard to know what’s real. But until you’ve had all you can take, I’ll wish you away. So where do you when forgetting what you had in store for yourself? Drags me along, because you keep running in circles, you’re blinded by everything. Just ask me if I know where to go, where to go? Would you baby go backward? You say you’ll be gone just another minute. You’re too far, have to still be in it. Don’t act like you’re sleeping, when I can see you’re wide awake.”