The name is JayJaii. Love questionns. Hate stupid bitchess. I follow bacck. Imm an emotional person so i post juust abouut everythinng. I like to express myself with pictures and quotes. I dont usually flat out say whats going on with me and shit like that unless you ask. I prefer girls buut imm into guuys too. From Bronnx, New York buut currently livinn in Maine. Im not a bully buut i donnt take shit from anyonee. Respect and Trust should be earned in my opinion. I donnt judge. Writing, singing, dancing and reading is basically what i do. Follow, Ask questions and Enjoy :) Facebook Pictures of me

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I do not want to miss you.
I miss your eyes, your intelligence, your hugs and the nature of your smile. I miss saying your name without whispering it into my dreams and I miss seeing you without tearing at the seams. I can’t shake this feeling like maybe, just maybe, we could go back to where we left off. Because we are like strangers now, pretending like we’ve forgotten. Maybe you have. I never will. How do you tell a stranger you remember the shade of their eyes and the cadence of their handwriting, that their name still sounds like a song to you and that their mind is a galaxy to be explored? I’ve been telling myself you’ve changed so much but I’ve always know the truth.The person I miss still exists. I do not want to miss you, but oh, does it burn. Give me hope that we can try again. I want to try again.
— A.P. (4.19.16) you still had my number (via inkbyava)