I don’t know how i should feel right now… should i be angry & mad? or disappointing & sad?
My weekend was amazing. Spending 4 days with 8 amazing ladies I can truly call my sisters. But the moment I come home it’s like I crash and burn. My family will never understand my pain. Let alone, would they ever know that they’re the reason behind my pain. The constant name calling and unappreication, I didn’t have that a camp. True family don’t do that. One thing I learned during camp is, I matter. I matter in this world! And I deserve more then this…
- do not ever be in a relationship if you are sad
- they can not fix you
- i repeat
- they can not fix you
this is really shit are you kidding you can be sad or depressed and in a relationship dont isolate people even more holy shit
There are 7 billion people on this planet who I have not met,
and 195 countries I have not visited.
Yet I am stuck in this insignificant town,
Being pressured into making decisions about my future,
When I barely even know who I am.
A girl’s moan is electrifying.
Lets not forget about their toes curling, their eyes rolling to the back of their heads, or the body jerks and vibrations that occur when we pleasure them. It fuckin fuels my desire so much. Makes me wanna work as hard as I can to make her lose control and leave the bed soaked. Real talk.
holy shit yes.
i always ruin the sheets and get stuck washing them :[
I’ve finally realized the difference between loving someone and missing someone. When I loved you, you were the world, your laugh was the only thing that stopped me from shattering and the way you kissed me could stop my heart. I do not love you anymore. But I do miss you. I finally see that there are so many wonderful things in the world, I just wish you were still in mine. I haven’t heard your laugh in a few months and that’s okay, I’ve found other ways to hold myself together, but sometimes it plays in my head and I ache for the way it made me smile. I don’t want to kiss you anymore but on nights when loneliness hits the wall and plunges into my chest, the absence of your lips on mine makes me feel sick. I don’t love you. But I really really miss you.
there is nothing romantic about being a mess and flunking out of school and crying in therapist’s offices and i wish movies would stop romanticizing this kind of thing bc it’s actually v shitty