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The problem is I like you. I like you so much that it scares me because last time I opened myself up I got destroyed. I don’t think I can handle someone breaking me again.
I fail at resisting the temptation to write about you. I miss you. It’s deeply rooted. I can’t shake it nor do I want to. It’s a very strange time in my life. Ah well, good night. I hope you’re happy. Really. I hope you don’t feel like I do.
I wonder how biology can explain the physical pain you feel in your chest when all you want to do is be with someone.
I just really want Jhene and Donald to get married it would make me very happy
You told me you hated being a poem,
Hated the flow of my words
Because they reminded you of your blood,
Hated that the letters would live forever
But the love I put into them wouldn’t,
Hated that your moles became my punctuation marks,
Start, breathe, stop, start over,
Hated that I wrote parts of you
That you never wanted to see.
But it was my own fault that I didn’t see
You just hated being mine.
There are some people in life that you can’t get over.
My nights are for overthinking, my mornings are for oversleeping.
Halloween decor at Magic Kingdom Park (x)
"SQUAAAAAADDDDDDD" i yell 2 myself
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