★Walking On A Dream★

✯Hi My Name Is Edgar, I'm 20, Mexican-American, and I'm attending college. I Live in California. I love Hockey, Baseball, and Soccer. I like To meet new people. I blog about whatever I find interesting. I am very open minded and there are many things that catch my attention. I am a nice and caring person (unless you get on my bad side) so don't be afraid to talk to me about anything, I am here for you if you need someone to talk to or need someone to listen to you. Feel free to ask me any type of questions! Get to know me instead of judging me. I hope that in the future I am given the chance to become a DJ Because I love MUSIC!! <3 It is my passion, my dream, and my main goal in life. Follow Me! Send Me A Message If You Want Me To Check Out Your Blog or if you have any general questions about this site. Please Get To Know Me People! (Warning: There is NSFW content in this blog.)✯
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  • “ You will lose me. Not because I don’t want to be a part of your life anymore, but because life has other plans for me that doesn’t include you. It isn’t personal, it’s pure destiny. ”

    —    Edgar Cendejas (via soundtrack-to-the-soul)

    “ Sometimes you’re 23 and standing in the kitchen of your house making breakfast and brewing coffee and listening to music that for some reason is really getting to your heart. You’re just standing there thinking about going to work and picking up your dry cleaning. And also more exciting things like books you’re reading and trips you plan on taking and relationships that are springing into existence. Or fading from your memory, which is far less exciting. And suddenly you just don’t feel at home in your skin or in your house and you just want home but “Mom’s” probably wouldn’t feel like home anymore either. There used to be the comfort of a number in your phone and ears that listened everyday and arms that were never for anyone else. But just to calm you down when you started feeling trapped in a five-minute period where nostalgia is too much and thoughts of this person you are feel foreign. When you realize that you’ll never be this young again but this is the first time you’ve ever been this old. When you can’t remember how you got from sixteen to here and all the same feel like sixteen is just as much of a stranger to you now. The song is over. The coffee’s done. You’re going to breathe in and out. You’re going to be fine in about five minutes. ”

    “ I haven’t held your hand in eight months and the human skin replenishes every twenty-seven days. You’ve never touched this skin and I don’t think you ever will. ”

    —    The most satisfying string of words I’ve ever seen. (via drythroats)

    (via ieatflowerz)

    dear person i llike?

    Asked by Anonymous

    Dear person I like,

    Show me that love isn’t a myth. I want to believe it actually exists.

    “ Human beings are funny. They long to be with the person they love but refuse to admit openly. Some are afraid to show even the slightest sign of affection because of fear. Fear that their feelings may not be recognized, or even worst, returned. But one thing about human beings that puzzles me the most is their conscious effort to be connected with the object of their affection even if it kills them slowly inside. ”

    —    Sigmund Freud  (via bleuveins)

    (Source: psych-facts, via barack-oballin)

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