This song suddenly pop up in my dream yesterday. No idea how my subconscious mind can even remember this song. 98 degrees was such an awesome band back then.
Love them.
(via standing-o)
30 days, The Saturdays FTW.
“30 days to us. 30 days to love. Each second I’m here thinking what I wanna do,
what I wanna do, when I get to you”
Maybe one day I’ll be singing this song :P
Love it when my skin is flawless even with no make up on.
(Source: atmosqueer)
(via xomichellexo)
I sometimes find myself imagining how our first time meeting will be. Greeted by a hug, or my shyness completely taking control. Not being able to move. Motionless. Stunned. Shocked that you’re physically in front of me. Unable to distinguish between reality and a dream. Being able to embrace you, will do nothing more but make me melt into your arms. A place that i am constantly wishing i was. I crave you. How can i crave something i’ve never had? Someone so far away. your hugs, voice, smile, laugh. All things that can make a rainy day turn into illuminating sunlight. Complete warmth. Everything about you is comforting. The thought of hugging you fills me with security. Chills. How can it be? That you, my dear. Seem so perfect for me? How is it possible that i am so certain of that, but remain so scared. Sometimes scared to admit how i truly feel. One day i suppose.
(Source: haiimneato)
