October 2011
1 post
On cheating...
When does all the thoughts and curiosity for details go away? I don’t want to know anything but I can’t help but draw questions in my mind.
September 2011
1 post
Meow.
=^..^=
August 2011
26 posts
I hate, hate, hate ultimatums. They’re so manipulative. And they are more often than not over something so trivial. And you’re going to what, throw everything away over something so stupid? Awesome. Thanks for letting me know where I stand. I needed some perspective.
there is something sexy about thick girls/women.
all my troubles seem to melt away, when you tell...
why must there always be drama in relationships?
i hate when the litter box smells like amonia.
i wish my mom loved me the way she loves her piece...
sometimes, i wish i'd never wake up.
“Have you ever missed someone that was literally sitting right next to you? Like...”
– (via wordsandlyrics)
I hate when I try to keep something a surprise.
pinkpunkpuke:
And somehow it always gets fucking ruined.
This seems to happen to me every damn time.
Warped Tour tomorrow...
And I’m not going. How lame :( Paramore and Dance Gavin Dance are both playing and I’m going to miss them. Haha have fun for me, Kenya (:
“When I look in the mirror, I know I’m looking at someone who isn’t sure she...”
– Nicholas Sparks (Dear John)
I'd rather die than be apart from you. You're my...
somebody be my friend? i need one.
i never thought he would do this to me.
i need to leave him. its for the best.
Is it weird that I am like super attached to my cat. I feel like I can’t live without him. I feel a strong connection with him than any human I’ve ever know.
fuck, mom! realize by now, your bf is a piece of...
I am so tired of all the arguing
I swear, I feel like all me and my boyfriend do is argue. I honestly don’t know who starts it but either way we keep it going. I feel at times that he picks fights with me on purpose but I don’t know why.
Woah!
My tumblr bio says I’m 20 years old. I’ve had this thing that long? I’m already 22. Wow, how time flys.
I miss you tumblr. <3
April 2011
1 post
Fuck, I hate this...
I don’t know what I feel anymore. I don’t know what’s real.
March 2011
1 post
I need to break free...
February 2011
2 posts
almost 2 years together. it feels nice and it...
October 2010
1 post
getting dumped sucks.
i didnt think it’d happen like this but maybe i did. i did push him to the limits with my oversensitivity, jealously, bitchiness, and know it all attitude. why didnt i stop before i pushed him off the edge. i knew what i was doing and what it would cost me if i didnt change. i love him. i dont want to let him go. i wont let him go, not yet. not while my heart still beats for him.
September 2010
1 post
I wish you would appreciate me more.
August 2010
4 posts
“I love you,” he whispered, and that was the moment he knew what he was going to...”
– Jodi Picoult
“I’m here not because I am supposed to be here, or because I’m...”
“If I tried to take everything in this world that reminded me of you,
It would...”
– Emarosa - Live It. Love It. Lust It
i love him, i love him, i love him a lot, a lot, a...
July 2010
2 posts
there is definitely something missing from my...
June 2010
2 posts
I'm sick of it all...
I really just want to give up on everything, including myself. It’s all just too much to bare.
I really wish I could fall in love and just stay...
May 2010
23 posts
“When you’re around someone for so long they become a part of you, when they...”
everything is just falling apart.
i want to die.
The words “I love you” may only take a few seconds...
I want to know exactly what makes you tick, I want to know your problems. I want to know what days you’re waking up on the wrong side of the bed; I want to know how many pillows you sleep with. I want to know why you sleep with a window open. I want to know if I’m ever needed, if I’m good enough to keep you warm at night time. I want to know if I even have a chance anymore. I want to know...
God will never take something away from you...
Sometimes, I feel a little jealous inside imagining someone can please you more than me. I guess it’s just my insecurities acting up a bit, because I know I’m not the most beautiful, most fun, or even the most exciting person you’ll ever meet.