February 2011
tuh.
i hate being awkward.
January 2011
and if i gotta settle for a piece of you, then i...
I don't want love from sex, I want sex from love.
the war.
Why we gotta argue? Why we gotta fight? I just wanna love you. I wanna make it right It’s like we both forgot what we were fighting for So tell me why are we at war?
Jealousy is the ugliest trait.
ugh.
Truths?
i just want to be your friend again. and start over.
You and that new ego.
otayssoseafoam:
Its crazy how people can change. And how they can be total dicks and not realize it until someone who really cared for them is gone.
i feel like Ross in Friends when Rachel tells him, “We are never going to be together…accept that…”
government class.
we watched a skate video today. =/
Sometimes in a relationship a partner needs...
justawastedspace:
if only you could understand that…….but you don’t. yay!
ladies. you know who you are.
don’t you just wish they hurt like we hurt? don’t you wish they were the ones crying themselves to sleep. don’t you wish we were the ones not giving a damn. they want us to move on. actually, they probably don’t even care if we move on or mope around. but i don’t want to have to live with the thought that some guy that i put so much love and trust in and just chose to...
dlchen:
Jesus can heal everything, a wound, a broken heart, a mess of emotions. The world says for you to go it alone and make happiness for yourself. Put Him first and things will fall into place. Jesus is bigger than any of our problems. He can heal us, if you only would let Him.
Miniature Relapse
lately. all i’ve been thinking about is that one night. that one night you and i were talking about your relationship with your mom, dad, and your brother. i remember telling you my perspective on your relationships with them. apparently that all got to you and you began talking to me about it. i mean, you’ve opened up to me before but not as much as this night. you mainly focused on...
it’s nice having that feeling of becoming less and less sad everyday.
;)
tumblr while i’m at school. i am such a rebel.
Man oh man you’re my best friend, I scream it to the nothingness, There ain’t nothing that I need.
The best feeeling in the world
feeelme:
is finally not giving a fuck anymore & getting the time you wasted, back.
Ugh. Fuck the feelings that I’m feeling. I’m falling apart.
dammit ...
justawastedspace:
my birthday is over. last night you were a fucking gentlemen to me. you were so goddamn sweet. you made me smile and made me feel so special and important. but that’s it … you’re never going to have dinner with me, or dance with me, or hold me, or ever really talk to me. great. way to start second semester. i’m suppose to be excited…… cool.
happy birthday to me </3
Minus...
“it is our fear of letting go of love that prevents us from holding on in the...”
– furledsails.tumblr.com
so pretty (via mscellaneous)
Changing a pessimist to an optimist.
Dear Danielle,
Let me start this off by saying that you are a complete bitch. Many people that you know may not think that of you…but i know you think that of you. And you honestly need to fix that as soon as possible. Because no one likes a bitch. And you are one. So how do expect anyone to deal with you? Moving on. The word “change” has been quite a factor in your...
i want to dance all my dances with you.
the thing i hate most about tumblr is:
when I’m sad…it makes me even more sad. and when I’m happy. it still makes me sad.
i wish you read my tumblr...
so you would know how fucking much I’m not okay. how, i wish i had you back. why do i have to go through this phase. it is the worst phase i could possibly deal with. i wouldn’t even wish this feeling upon my worst enemy. i want you. here. now. i need you. here. now. those moments today. when we were practicing the dance..and i would slightly hold your hand tighter. and you would hold...
life
different day, same bullshit
same day, different bullshit.
"This isn't the first time, but this time hurt....
worrybug:
fuckyeahgreatshit: oceanblood:
PRESS...
…but it hurts…knowing that you are no longer mine…
I'm not going to be sad.
Other girls mope around. Other girls want to kill themselves. Other girls think that the world is going to end when they lose that one guy. But. I’m choosing not to do that. Yes I love(d) you. Yes if I could be with you, hell yeah I would be. But that is not the case. You don’t want “you+me=forever” anymore. You don’t want me to be sad. You don’t want me to cry...
I believe that God put you into my life for a reason. I’m sad that he took you out of it, though,
Armando Andres: I Miss You More Than I Thought I... →
armandoandres:
I spend days and days trying to forget about you and how you made me feel. I try to put the memories we spent together aside but it’s hard when you keep popping up everywhere. These random images and scenes in my head of us laughing, crying, kissing, and holding each other continue to play over…
When a girl asks,
condomsinmyfood:
taycreatesmemories:
vincexclusive:
For a SHOULDER to cry/lean on. This is what SHE WANTS/NEEDS.
You guys paying attention and taking notes? The message is hidden in SHOULDER.
When a girl asks,
SHOULDER
SHOULDER
SHOULDER
SHOULDER
preach it sista
oh my GOD
I have a good thing. Why ruin it?
worrybug:
Oh right, cause I’m difficult like that.