I’m tired of feeling this way (via fxck-every-1)
(via thatsassycaligirl-deactivated20)
You really fucked me up, you know that? I constantly type messages and go to press send, and then remember you don’t actually care. I constantly looked down your street everytime I drive by in case I see the tiniest bit of you, even though I know you wouldn’t do the same. I constantly look at photos of us and remind myself of memories, and I know that you wouldn’t dare to even think of them. I constantly remember every detail about you from your blue eyes to your horrible laugh, and you don’t even give me a second thought. That’s the difference between me and you, that was always the difference between me and you. I treasured every possible moment I could because I thought it was forever, you didn’t because you thought of me as an object that would pass time.
True. (via weitausmehr)
😔😔😔😔
(via thatsassycaligirl)
(via thatsassycaligirl-deactivated20)
I love you. You were my first love and I’ll never forget that. But you were also my first heartbreak. I’ll remember that too.
My heart yearns for you (via angelic-wolf)
(via thatsassycaligirl-deactivated20)
I don’t care if you message me five years from now telling me you miss me, I will always take you back.
unknown (via howdyimaj)
(via thatsassycaligirl-deactivated20)
marry me.
let’s spend our week nights eating cereal on the floor
when there is a perfectly fine table behind us.
we can go to the movies and sit in the back row
just to make out like kids falling in love for the first time.marry me.
we’ll paint the rooms of our house
and get more paint on us than the walls.
we can hold hands and go to parties we end up ditching to drink wine out of the bottle in the bathtub.marry me.
and slow dance with me in our bedroom
with an unmade bed and candles on the nightstand.
let me love you forever.
marry me.
(via fxck-every-1)
(via thatsassycaligirl-deactivated20)
The truth is, I hate you. I hate you for tearing me up, I hate you for moving on so fast, I hate you for replacing me, I hate you for hurting me and mostly I hate you for making me fall in love, because the real truth is, I haven’t stopped loving you since you left.
Why is playing hard to get with someone you want a thing now?
(via illuminatewords)
(via thatsassycaligirl-deactivated20)
It seems like every time I show an interest in someone, they don’t reciprocate it. But when I stop showing it, their feelings becomes louder? Like what is up with that? Am I not suppose to show someone I like them even when I do? Am I suppose to ignore someone who makes me happy in hopes of making them want more of me ultimately?
Excerpt from a book I’ll never write (via kiramartinauthor)
(via thatsassycaligirl-deactivated20)
She wasn’t your first love. But she was the most important. She was the one that showed you that you could fall in love again.
An excerpt from a book that I’ll never write (1)
(Source: illuminatewords, via thatsassycaligirl-deactivated20)
He really fucked her up. She gets anxiety attacks every time she thinks about how he whispered in her ears loving things but do the same with someone else behind her back. She was happy, she thought she was completely done for. Everyone whispered when she walked by but she didn’t paid attention because he was holding her hands. His skin on hers was all she could ever think about. She was too busy enjoying him to care about anything else. What a fool she was… A fool for him. She allowed her feelings for him to twist the reality of how shitty of a person he is. She knows better now. She won’t let anyone hurt her like that ever again. Her guard is high and she doesn’t see it coming back down anytime soon.