I hate cleaning my room sometimes cuz you end up finding some shit you forgot that associates itself with a certain person; then you’re stuck there reminiscing and missing that person asking yourself “what the fuck happened?”. Funny part is, you can’t bear to throw it away; but you know that even if you did, you’ll still remember someway, somehow.

Anonymous asked:
how would you describe sex?

apriki:

DRAKE IS HAVING A BREAKDOWN GUYS

wuhtver:

If you don’t think these are the greatest then you’re lying