April 2012
2 posts
March 2012
8 posts
Id
Id rather be happy than being all emotional and sad. No matterr what it takes. Im happy. if i want to talk to my bestfriend. I will. You can bitch all you want. We’re not gonna date. He’s leaving. Get over yourself and stop being such a self involved culo. (that means ass in spanish)
The way lil’ shorty go I’m tryna think where I should take her Watch her hit tha flo, I’m out here spending all this paper Bought some cigarillos yeah I blow it by the acre If you lookin’ this good well shit I wanna meet your maker Take her, to my home, Say hello to my neighbors She my biggest fan, I see her man just tryna save her Put it in her mouth, and now my taste...
Maybe you should take a vacation and shut the fuck...
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February 2012
19 posts
I know we fight, and I know for whatever reason we... →
how do you expect me not to miss you when you do this shit.
Sooo.. theres this guy...
Theres this guy and we talked for 2 hours at 3 o’clock in the morning about everything. Theres this guy who kissed me goodnight when i was sleeping (he thought i was sleeping) theres this guy who gave me his sweatshirt because i was shivering in the middle of the night. Theres this guy who makes me happy. And i mean really happy, like more than i would’ve ever thought would be...
I really think there’s a reason that I like him so much. Like something is telling me not to let him go. Every time I follow my heart… it leads me to him. I mean… what other explanation is there. Why is it that he is all I can think about? Why is it that no matter how upset I am… I see him and I can’t help but smile? Why is it that when he smiles at me… I get...
Downward spiral.. tonight
Letting go
Im done listening to what everyone else wants me to do im going to be me, im getting shitfaced. I dont really care anymore.
Why?
Its not complaining if i care. Why couldnt you say these things when we were dating and when i wasnt talking to someone else, why couldnt we be what we are now, while we were dating. I just break everytime something happens.
Reblog if you have a scar with a story behind it.
It sucks
I miss you. I told myself to stop thinking about you, i made myself engrossed in everyone elses shit, but when im alone, your all i think about. I love you for pete sake. I wanted to not love you… If you would have given me a chance to explain… i wanted you. its always been you. Everyday.. No matter what im going through i just want to tell you… and now someone has to get hurt....
If i could go back a week, all i would do is tell...
uhmmmmmmmmmmmm:
i know i have before, but not enough. I love you, and I don’t want to lose you. You don’t even know how much you meant to me… fuck, i dont think i did either. Please don’t go. I’m here for you no matter what… i know you’ll never see this, either.
January 2012
13 posts
Loving
Loving someone to such an extent that you know leaving them is what will make you both happy in the end, maybe not now, no right now your hearts breaking and your eyes are pleading but in a couple of weeks you’ll be back to new, a new you, a new fresh start. youll be you again, only much more muchy.
I love Dr. Suess. →
Runbacks
dearoldlove:
It’s been two years and we still run back to each other even after everything.
I just want you back
I want to go back to the days when everything was perfect. You were mine and i was yours, no one came between us. It was us. No one else. I love you, sometimes its hard for you to see that, but i know you know, no matter what you say. I love you. Its not always what you see that you should believe its what i tell you.
dust.
blankpagesandinvisibleink:
i keep him in jars like pieces of sea glass. so beautiful the day i found him, now but a memory that i dust off weekly, like the rest of the keepsakes i can’t seem to let go of, from places i can hardly remember.
Dear You: If you walk away, I walk away. →
writeletterstoyou:
I’ll carry my feet back to the places we stayed, the sun we once stole life under and the glaze of a reflective stream. You called it Sundays, the days you spent with me outside, unaided by a fake smile or a line of curling grief. You said I gave you a voice, a passion, but there you…
we are most alive in dreams: Lights →
wearemostaliveindreams:
I’ve been having trouble sleeping, all the way through the night.
Until sunshine asks me kindly, for one more day of a steady heartbeat.
Maybe, it is all the questions that bounce around in my mind.
Or maybe, it’s the holes in my feet, throbbing-
The loss of blood making me weak, from…
You'd think.
You’d think that when your friends with someone and you trust them, they would so nothing to break that trust. But when that trust is broken, its hard to forgive. At least for the normal person.. But me im a giver, i give my all to make someone feel good about themselves, if only for a minute. Sometimes ya know i just wanna hear, “Katie, you amazing, i love you.” But if i dont...
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“I never said this was going to be easy, in fact its going to be really hard, but...”
– The notebook
