5 year old Jahessye Shockley missing since Tuesday, 10/11/11:
Police also set up a separate phone line for the case and received a couple dozen tips by Thursday. The number is 623-930-4357.
Police said Jahessye is a black girl with brown eyes. She’s 3 feet, 5 inches tall and weighs 55 pounds and was last seen wearing a plain white shirt, blue jean shorts and pink sandals.
One woman reported seeing a girl matching Jahessye’s description wandering around the Glendale, AZ neighborhood before being pulled into a black sedan through the passenger door.
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Put a “♠” in my ask & i’ll tell you:
smash or pass:
rate:
marry, fuck, or kill:
kiss:
hug:
call/text:
I’ll answer privately because I don’t wanna spam people, l0lk.
(Source: hiimmohit)
Typical facebook profile pictures
the bro who wants to look all hard and shit
the 12 year old girl who loves picnik
the teen girl who loves to take the mirror bathroom pics!
The party pics!! ( I’m never invited to parties so this is all I got )
the poetic emo :(
the dgaf
the teen girl who just loves to be the center of attention!
& the seducing mexican.
LOLOLOLOL.
THE MOTHERFUCKING BATHROOM PICTURE.
LMFAOOO CAN’T BREATH
I ain’t pussy whipped! I whips pussy!
MY FAVORITE PART! I KILL THIS SHIT EVERYTIME :3
I am the type of person who starts to tear up because of high frustration.
(Source: shordaaaaay)
There is a big difference between having sex and making love. Some will say, “No, there one and the same”. You might hear, ” You can’t have one with out the other”. Then there is always. “Who cares, the out come is the same.” I believe there is a difference in my opinion and a big one. Sex takes little thought and little time. Sex is like having no emotional ties or commitments, you can move on to the next person if you wish. You fall into this pattern of “Lets just do it and get it over with”, attitude and nothing else matters. Where is the love, the spontaneity, the passion? Most of the time people are only thinking of them of themselves and their needs.
Making love is like a painting a beautiful masterpiece. Your creation takes time, thought, effort, and love of labor, not labor of love. You put your heart into it and pour your soul all over it. It’s a spiritual ride, two souls connecting, two thoughts forming into one. A journey into ecstasy. Your mind is being made love too as well as your body, heart and soul. It takes sweet, sweet time. There is no hurrying, no rushing to fulfillment. Making love is like eating a fine meal. You savor every bit of it. Each touch is a little piece of heaven. You don’t rush through, you enjoy the delectable different spices you taste in each bite. You enjoy caressing her lips with yours as you kiss.
To common we associate sex with making love, lumping them together, “Well if I’m having sex, then I’m making love to my partner”. If you haven’t been taught the difference between the two, then you are going to have that type of thinking mentality. Sex is, one, two, three, its over. Making love is four, five, six, we go on for hours. Sex is, “OK, that’s all?” Making love is, snuggling up with your partner afterward and feeling as if you’ve died and “gone to heaven”. Complete, absolutely sated. You drift off into a peaceful bliss knowing you’re in love and it wasn’t just sex. That’s the difference, it’s an emotional bonding, not just a casual occurrence.Favorite and the post I am most proud of. This will be in my book. <3
Truth.







the poetic emo :(
the dgaf
the teen girl who just loves to be the center of attention!
& the seducing mexican.


