Posts tagged personal

Posted 1 month ago

The way I see it, I have two options here…

I can get absolutely shit faced,

or so stoned I can’t even think.

Either way, one of these need to happen so I can forget about you and this heart break.

Posted 1 month ago

I’m beginning to really think that all I am to you is a toy for sex.

I have never felt this low..

Posted 4 months ago

I adore you in every possible way. You make me the happiest I’ve been in years. You let me be silly and strange, you don’t judge when I cry, you hold me when I need it and kiss me when I crave you. You’ve flipped my world upside down, and I couldn’t be more grateful for someone walking unexpectedly into my life.

Posted 4 months ago

It has been brought to my attention that my feelings and emotions no longer matter. From this point on I shall refrain from having either.

Posted 4 months ago

It feels like my heart is breaking…

Posted 4 months ago

Baby, lay by my side, hold me tight, don’t let me go. Kiss me softly, slowly, there’s no need to rush. Hold my hand, lace your fingers through mine, pull me closer. Kiss my nose, my cheeks, my forehead, my neck, my lips. Feel my breath against your ear, my hand in your hair. Skin on skin, heart to heart. Can you feel it pounding? Let me look into your eyes, let me memorize every curve of your body, every line on your face, every dimple, every scar. Let me kiss away your pain, your fears, your insecurities. Share with me your stories, your memories, your every thought, and I will share with you my darkest of secrets. I want to know you better than anyone else. Baby lay by my side, hold me tight, don’t let me go.

Posted 6 months ago

I liked a girl and kept it a secret for ever because it wasn’t right to tell her. And then when I finally did tell her she freaked out, but she didn’t remember the conversation because. She was hammered. Which was fine. But she met my bestfriend that night, and she’s fucking gorgeous. Now my best friend knows how I feel about her, but she still took her number when it was offered. And then the texting commences, and I try to tell myself it’s nothing, even though in the back of my mind I know it’s not. And I was right. I get a text today from the girl I like, asking about my best friend, if she thinks she’s her type. And because I’m such a fucking good friend, I tell her she is, because she is. And now, they are going to be going to the bar together. With me there. As a third fucking wheel. And I know it’s my own god damn fault because I told my friend it was okay and that I wanted her to have her shot at being happy but it just hurts so god damn much that I’m not enough for someone, that I will always be bested by someone better. And it hurts more that it’s my best friend. I will never be pretty enough or smart enough or skinny enough or funny enough and I hate it. So just want to give up. And the sad part is that I was really trying so hard to not talk to anyone or see anyone in hopes that something with this girl would happen. But it won’t and it never will because I am not enough.

Posted 9 months ago

That moment when she kisses you, and the butterflies don’t erupt, but a warmth spreads from your heart, through your body, to the tips of your fingers and toes

Posted 9 months ago

I really miss sex….

Posted 10 months ago

Why is it that whenever I need someone, everyone disappears

Posted 10 months ago

I really fucking hate it when someone says they have to talk to you about something but they want to talk about it later

Um, no, talk about it now so I don’t spend the rest of the night fucking freaking out over what it is thanks

Posted 10 months ago

Monsters in my head, kindly shut the fuck up. Stop telling me I’m not worth it, not good enough. Stop making me overthink and over analyze everything. Stop whispering negative things into my ears anytime something good comes around. Just. Shut. Up.

Posted 10 months ago

Fuck this bitch Ana keeps giving me migraines

Posted 10 months ago

Lips once touched, still wanting more…

Posted 11 months ago

Just gona sit here and torture myself by listening to song that remind me of you…