this is how it starts lightening strikes the heart
I wish that they’d let me go out with whoever and whenever, knowing that I’d be back home safe. I wish that they can understand that I know my limits and I wouldn’t go out and do all the things they don’t want me to do. I wish they would let me do whatever I want, but still care and worry, but just not too much to the point where they get annoying.
(Source: abbbybeee, via wsupimsoasian)











