gotta hit up the gym once my body heals up grrrrr not patient enough.
aye the next mix will be everything dubbed out or like hella synthesizers and shit. you know that kind of music that should have lasers flashing around you lmfao
ahaha oh my god smiling and giggling lmfaoooo
you don’t know me in real life homie.
confidence= rachel sandoval
play this fucking loud, get out your subs.
The Cataracs - All You (feat. Waka Flocka and Kaskade)
the dopest hoodie ever, a bracelet i’ve worn every day, a reallllly meaningful necklace of theirs, a painting, foreign candy, a Brazilian gave me a CD, books…. and everyone that sent me a “thing” is getting something special and unique from me back. it’s just i got so much at once it’s taken me a long time because i wanna give something special to each individual.
when i first started playing soccer (in the ninth grade) i started out outside mid, because i was a spazzz and impulsive. when i fucked up, i could sprint back to my mistake. as i started to understand the game, they put me as striker, because i was a spazz and only had an eye for the goal. when i had a feel for everyone’s run’s, i was center mid. i distributed the ball and set up the plays and kept possession. when i made the team 9th in the nation, i was striker again. and then i was basically an outside mid who stayed up as striker. they used my speed to turn the corner at the touchline in the other team’s defensive third. too fast for their defenders to hold back, and after i turned the corner, i had an eye for the runs, slotting the ball for center mids to come forward and score, or crossing the ball to the forehead of another striker. i was leading goal scorer at the beginning of the season.
i don’t. i can’t. i’m single for that exact reason. fuck distance.