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"The only time he loves me is naked in my dreams"

A month has already passed since the last time I’ve seen you & heard your voice, and I think it’s the beginning of the end again. I guess I shouldn’t be shocked? At least it didn’t end on bad terms, or as bad of terms as it usual does. But this time hurts the absolute worst. I still love you, and I’ll always be here.. just waiting. I guess I’ll never learn

I always want to erase the comments people post on the things I reblog but then I don’t want to be rude ??? ?

I feel like with a lot of people I have difficultly having conversation, like on a one on one type of situation. I tend to make awkward silence and don’t know what to say. And it’s because I often stay inside my own head; constantly thinking, contemplating, from one thing to another, practically scatterbrained. But something peculiar happened.. See with you, I noticed that didn’t happen. If there was the slightest or rarest time that it did, it was quickly ended. We always had something to talk about or discuss. Kinda never let the other be too quiet, or let it be one of those awkward moments. It’s almost as if you had a way of not letting me stay inside my own head.. I wish I had a better way of describing it, it just was what it was

Have you ever done something (whether it be kissing or whatever etc) with any person after falling in love with someone? Just being in love; not in a relationship or broken up, just think about the in love part in general. And like… it just felt so, wrong? No matter what they did; everything was right, but it didn’t turn you on, let alone “get you off” whatsoever. And all you could think about was the other person? I guess my situation is a lot different and sounds screwed up because it’s not fully explained, or explained at all. But idk I feel very wrong right now and I’m not even sure why because the love I have isn’t not even, at all, returned or mutual. Guess that’s what I get for attempting to “get over it”


Something I love about being on adderall: listening to edm & dubstep (also being alert and lively)

Something I hate about being on adderall: my mind creates random problems & worries and I start stressing instead of enjoying the energy and high

It’s so fucked up that I hear songs and think of you, but in the back of mind all I’m thinking is if you were listening to the same song, you’d be thinking of her

E v e r t h i n g is tripping me tf out

It pains me that I don’t get to kiss you goodbye each time I leave you

I have a bad habit of staring at you

"I hope you choke"

I want to go back. I want to go back to September. I want to go back to right after my mom left. When the boys had their accident and before I quit my job. I want to go back to when you still were interested. When you still pursued me. When you still tried. Before everything changed. I want to go back to before I let everything going on get the best of me and let my world crumble down around me. I want to go back to when I wasn’t broke and when I wasn’t broken. I want to go back to before I let you in, completely. I want to go back to that day and stop myself, just like all the other times I have. So I could’ve waited and then you could have told me how you really felt about the situation, instead of waiting until after the fact. Maybe I wouldn’t be feeling as bad as I do now about us. I want to go back to when I still had motivation, had the drive to succeed. The motivation to go to work and make money, the motivation to go to school, graduate, and become something. The motivation to get the fuck out of bed in the morning and be alive. I want to go back to when I actually didn’t let anything phase me, instead of pretending like it doesn’t when in all actuality, it’s eating me from the inside out and driving me absolutely insane. I want to go back to when I didn’t question my sanity; my identity. I want to go back and just stop myself completely. Stop myself from quitting my job. Stop myself from skipping school so much. From falling for you, trusting you, sleeping with you.. before I knew it all. Stop myself from hurting the people I care about. Stop myself from letting the drugs get the best of me again. Stop myself from myself. If everything happens for a reason, then the future better make up for all of this overwhelming events and feelings and thoughts and regrets that I’ve had. Because if they do not, I’ll just be worse. No matter how hard I try to change it and be better; it will always be there, on my mind. But either way, nothing will change the fact that I just want to go back

People say things like “if they don’t love or feel the same now, they never will” but they just don’t understand how well I know you. And that after everything, I believe you don’t know how to have those feelings anymore. But between time and me, I’ll make sure you will again

So you finally fell asleep; your heads on my stomach and I’m still rubbing head, running my fingers through your hair. I can’t help but notice how innocent you look; kinda like when I tickle you when you get me mad because it’s the only way to make you give in. And all I could think about it how badly I just wanna get it off my chest. I just wanna tell you… But I’ve already confessed too much, and I can’t risk losing you

I think I’ve been in love with you all this time, I was just too blind to realize it..

I met you when I was 14. I was in a long distance relationship with the only boy I had ever been with, and ended up being the only person I would be with for a year and a half after that. You were with my best friend too. So of course I couldn’t feel the same way about you that you felt about me. But I knew one thing; my life wouldn’t be the same without you. And so I made sure no matter how many times we stopped being “cool” with one another, we found a way back to each other.
And we definitely had our share of splits … there was at least two after we first met. We became so close so fast, and then when you told me you had feelings for me and I didn’t feel the same way, was why we split those times. And then right before summer started; before my sophomore year, I realized my feelings for you. But you just wanted to be casual .. I’d never done that before so when you didn’t want to make things serious, and all the fights we had about it, I was so hurt. We went a pretty long time without talking. We saw each other here and there, but it wasn’t really until the following summer that we hung out again. I knew you started to like me again .. but I payed no mind because of the past. I wish I wouldn’t have done that. And when junior year started, and I needed a friend because Jess was gone again; I hung out with you almost every night. You filled that void .. but once again, you wanted more than I did, or could give you at the time. I still remember how you took me out on my first date then, and smoked a cross joint with me and your friends for my birthday. But it wasn’t long before we got into an argument that led to you telling me how you really felt .. you said some of the most hurtful things to me; I’ll never be able to forget. But I think no matter what I’ll always forgive you .. I think it’s because you always forgave me.
Now here we are almost exactly year later. We started hanging out again in September; just like last year. The only difference between this time and the last two times: I’m crazy about you. I don’t really know how to label it. It’s stronger than like, and I’m too scared to admit if it’s love.. but boy, is it one hell of a feeling. A feeling I have never felt before. A feeling I wish I could shake. A feeling that scares the life out of me. It gives me an adrenaline rush, yet it makes me wanna run for the hills .. but the only place I find myself wanting to run is to you. You can blame it on the drugs, or the fact that we finally had sex after all these years, but I know deep down that is definitely not the case. The case is that I think I’m finally mature enough, and I think I had to experience everything before I could actually experience you.. I know we’re totally different people than who we were four years ago, in many different ways, but if I’m too late; for whatever reason; your ex, the drugs, your life in general, or for the simple fact that I lost my chance, I need to know. Because if you think just cutting me off completely, after how far we’ve come this time, you’re absolutely insane. Because I need you in my life. No matter how fucked up you are or might be, no natter the circumstances, or whatever you say. I need to know that even if we’re not cool, or okay, or friends, or whatever, that one day our paths will cross again. Like they always have since we’ve known each other. Because if you leave without a reason/explanation, there’s a possibility that that’ll happen.. and tbh I don’t know what I’ll do…

So even though you’ll probably never see this, and even though there is way more I could say, I won’t. But I had to get this of my chest I guess, because you being the way you are right now, and me having feelings for you has been driving me crazy and frankly, this was about the only thing I could think of doing…