December 2011
i heard you're doin you; and you heard i'm doin...
last night i got back at you so hard man.
best night out in a while.
and tonight im gonna do it allll again.
i missed what it felt like to be young wild and free.
with you i was trapped. so thanks mother fucker, its been real. not really but even so; thanks for nothing.
listen to this song; it helped me get over you. basically everything i wanted to say to you. : how to hate; lil wayne
15; there's still time for you
you lied. and you ruined my life.
theres a good chance i wont pass this year because i got caught up in our world. our silly stupid reckless perfectly destructive world we created together.
and we ruined our lives; hand in hand. hand in hand we walked through flames.
and now i have to fix it. alone.
it isn’t fair. we ruined everything and now we have to repair everything alone. its not...
If you're a bird, I'm a bird.
I don’t know why I still call you.
I don’t know why I can’t get you out of my head.
I don’t know why I always come chasing after you after you treat me like shit.
And I definitely don’t know why this hurts me to the point where I can’t go through a whole day without doing something to block all negative thoughts and lost hopes and happy memories from my mind...
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it is what it is.
i know youre going to read this . because i know you love me and think of my constantly .
you’re angry at me. i know that. its slightly delayed, yet, you’re pissed off all the same.
maybe we made some wrong turns. lost our way out of this hopeless place. but this tumblr post isn’t to cry about why or how or when you should come back.
this is my good bye.
i’ve tried...
Anonymous asked: you're beautiful!
fuck my life .
honestly; im going to end up crying myself to sleep anyways and stay up half the night so no point in even trying to sleep.
ask me things or say some stuff to get my mind off of..life? :3 love you guyss
and the story of us looks a lot like a tragedy now
what we had was almost amazing. i wish things were the way they used to be; the ways things were like a week ago. when we were obsessed with each other. when we adored each other. because this hurt we share is utter shit.
we’ll see what happens though, the chips will fall where they may. however if you look at the facts; you still say i love you after every time me talk. and i still dream...
