My name is Jasmine. I'm an apple and I come with a pair of Dr.Martens, bad jokes, snack and cigarettes cravings, and some okay songs that I write on guitar about my best friend/lover. I call him 
not all my thoughts are bad
I never thought I was anything special
or that there was something to love about me
or understood why and how you love me,
but you love me,
and you think I’m beautiful,
and you make me feel like I’m worth something,
and you said you’d even kill for my safety,
and just…wow.
I should stop hating myself
because there’s obviously got to be something about me,
even if I never see it.
I should remember its there…
somewhere.
So I shouldn’t hurt
and I won’t hurt,
and I’ll love
you
and I love
you,
I’m in love
with you,
I’m
yours.
Its
all I want
to be
until
my very
last
exhale.
(Source: singlemillionairesss)
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