May 2013
50 posts
I FUCKING HATE coming home and seeing that people have messed with my stuff in my room
“So this is the end of you and me
We had a good run and I’m setting you...”
Sometimes i wonder how it feels to be someone else. So i can forget the shit i deal with for a while.
“Tumblr is the only place where you can post constantly without someone kicking...”
“I always type things to you and then delete it, writing something completely...”
I had a dream last night. I dreamed that you were there, at my door, demanding me back. I got to kiss you again and everything was perfect. Then i woke up. Alone, back in the real world.
“Why do i always go for the awkward ones.”
“I like boys in skinny jeans, band t-shirts and converse. - in other words, you.”
“I like my men 909 years old, who arrive outside my door in a blue box. yes...”
“Feeling second best, when you know that’s what you are to someone is the...”
I never know what to say.
I wish i knew where i stood with you. I hear you have feelings for me.. You tell me this, but then that’s it. I hear nothing more about it. I never know what to say to you. I never know whether to tell you exactly how I feel about this, or pretend I am completely fine with it. I hate those sudden urges to pull you close when we are together. I hate the feeling of guilt, wanting to talk to...
sometimes, you make my blood boil.
The Start
I never really spoke to you before, but i knew of your existence. I then spoke to you a few times, because you were a friend, of a friend. I bumped into you in town and we’ve been so close ever since.
The confusion.
There is a slight confusion every girl gets once in a while. A guy begins to pay a lot of attention to you. He gets really close to you, flirts with you and gives you loads of compliments. You then see hes got a girlfriend. But he still carries on. You then find out he has feelings for you.. but what what do you do?
When I look back..
Looking back on the past year, i have had some amazing memories with you. You were so perfect when i met you. You gave me everything. But then you began to change. You grew apart from our friends and began to shut me out. You began to talk to other girls, pretending you were single. Then you kissed him. Pretending you were drunk, when i know you were sober. I don’t understand how someone can...
