Alejandra Fuentes (:

Instagram: drizzyweeknd
Kik: alejandraa_fuentes

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k bye.

slytheringsnake:

my sister just tried to ask me if i wanted to go to bed but instead it came out “Do you need to use the sleep?”

and then she just kinda looked really horrified at herself and whispered

"Maybe i need to use the sleep"

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grey-violet:

thorin-and-twerkteam:

emotional abuse is when someone does something to hurt you, and when you express your feelings, that you’re upset, they turn it around to be something you did to hurt them and they force you to apologize for it, and your feelings, like always, are rendered invalid and silenced, forever damaging the ability to trust others with your feelings because they always are used against you.

this is important because so many people don’t know this

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It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s the sound I heard when I was 9 and my father slammed the front door so hard behind him I swear to god it shook the whole house. For the next 3 years I watched my mother break her teeth on vodka bottles. I think she stopped breathing when he left. I think part of her died. I think he took her heart with him when he walked out. Her chest is empty, just a shattered mess or cracked ribs and depression pills.

It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s all the blood in the sink. It’s the night that I spent 12 hours in the emergency room waiting to see if my sister was going to be okay, after the boy she loved, told her he didn’t love her anymore. It’s the crying, and the fluorescent lights, and white sneakers and pale faces and shaky breaths and blood. So much blood.

It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s the time that I had to stay up for two days straight with my best friend while she cried and shrieked and threw up on my bedroom floor because her boyfriend fucked his ex. I swear to god she still has tear streaks stained onto her cheeks. I think when you love someone, it never really goes away.

It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s the six weeks we had a substitute in English because our teacher was getting divorced and couldn’t handle getting out of bed. When she came back she was smiling. But her hands shook so hard when she held her coffee, you could see that something was broken inside. And sometimes when things break, you can’t fix them. Nothing ever goes back to how it was. I got an A in English that year. I think her head was always spinning too hard to read any essays.

It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s that I do.

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It’s not that I don’t love you.  (via extrasad)
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"Date someone who is interested in you. I don’t mean someone who thinks you’re cute or funny. I mean someone who wants to know every insignificant detail about you. Someone who wants to read every word you write. Someone who wants hear every note of your favourite song, and watch every scene of your favourite movie. Someone wants to find every scar upon your body, and learn where each one came from. Someone who wants to know your favourite brand of toothpaste, and which quotes resonate deep inside your bones when you hear them. There is a difference between attraction and interest. Find the person who wants to learn every aspect of who you are, and hold onto them."
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fyeahdrake:

ESPYs

The Noise EP

soundsofmywords:

To any ‘The Weeknd’ fans out there..He has about 10 unreleased tracks that we know of. Keep in mind these are around the time of 2011. Here’s the list. Reblog to spread the word since not everyone knows about this..and every one deserves to hear listen to Abel. Enjoy

1.Birthday Suit ( Drake Demo Reference )

2.Do It
3.Love Through Her
4.Material Girl
5.Rescue You
6.Appointment
7.X-Ray
8.Cure
9.In The Mood ( Bulleez’N’Nerdz )
10.Superhero

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I’m addied up, added up
I just ate a plate for breakfast
Put it in a cup, then I mix it up with Texas
Traps feeling heavy like a midget on my necklace
Bitches that we came with got all of your bitches jealous
‘Bout to leave the crib with a couple of my pirates
Driving by the streets we used to walk through like a triumph
Mix it in a potion like a science
That liquid G diet got a nigga so quiet
Cause the shit so strong, got me feeling like I’m dying
The shit so raw, nothing else can get me higher
Only time you see me’s when I’m balling with my niggas
Cause my life too private, my ride too private
My flight too private, my shows so riot
My jaw so tired, I go all night in my city to the fall
Then it’s time for me to fly her
I got a girl at home even though she ain’t buying

And she gon give it up cause she know I might like it
And she gon give it up cause she know I might like it
And she gon give it up cause she know I might like it
And she gon give it up cause she know I might like it
Baby girl, you know I like, baby, you know just what I like
Baby, you know what I like

Don’t be mad, let her get hers
Don’t be mad, let her get hers
She make her own luck
She don’t give a fuck
She trying to have fun
Take a break from the love
Man, your girl so bad, let me get her
Your girl so bad, let me get her
I make my own luck, I make that pussy talk
On call to the fall, you can like it or not
Nigga, back the fuck up
If you ain’t with me, motherfucker, you against me
If you ain’t complimenting, nigga, you offending
I been out here last year wasting hella time
XO is the only time investment
Them fall shows every year like a birthday
And I’mma do it every year in my birthplace
And I ain’t been this gone since Thursday
I never said that I’d be sober in the first place

And she gon give it up cause she know I might like it
And she gon give it up cause she know I might like it
And she gon give it up cause she know I might like it
And she gon give it up cause she know I might like it
Baby girl, you know I like, baby, you know just what I like
Baby, you know what I like

Baby girl, you know what I like
Baby, you know just what I like
I just passed that liquor, fell off stage
I just sold out the 02 at my own pace
I can say that I’m attached to nobody
I been getting paper while these niggas tryna starve me
Shout my nigga Doc, that’s a mentor
Had some bad business, nothing personal
Another world, I thought we’d back up
Some young Quincy Jones, dark skin Michael Jackson
And these the motherfuckers that they package
Their new shit all be sounding like my past shit
Bring your girl to my show, give her floor seats
Then she go downtown like she owe me
XO, XO, XO, mix it up, pour it up, take it down slow
This is my sound, nigga, fuck your sound
Did it from the ground, ask around, bitch
When I touch down, I’ma shake shit up
Fuck a new man, I’mma break it up
He can come back when I go on the road
But that pussy mine for the next three months
Cause the kid back, kid back, kid back
Coattail whips for my niggas when we land
Queen Street, nigga, making money overseas
Had a few more debts, I’ma pay it all in cash
Shout out XO, shout out to the boy broke bread on tour, man, it’s all love now
Shout out my nigga Stix, doing good in these streets
Man he popping more bottles then us right now
Reason why they stressing, city never sunny
When the kid come through with more niggas than Apollo
But ain’t shit funny, can’t nobody stop me
All my hoes are trained, I make all of them swallow
All of them swallow
All of them swallow
All of them swallow
I make all of them swallow
All of them swallow
All of them swallow
All of them swallow
I make all of them swallow
All of them swallow
All of them swallow
All of them swallow
I make all of them swallow
All of, all of
All of them swallow
All of them swallow
I make all of them swallow

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