Be with the one who wants to literally thank each and every one of your ex’s for ever being stupid enough to let you go.
|me:||i don't even care. i'm not going to talk about this anymore.|
|me:||and you know what else? [2000 word rant]|
its weird how you can have friends, but also have no friends at the same time
That’s how you know you love someone, I guess, when you can’t experience anything without wishing the other person were there to see it, too.
My voice cracks every-time someone asks about you, and I can’t blurt out a word without crying. My hands are constantly shaking and I’m scared to look anywhere else but the pavements i walk on. I want to tell you I love you so badly, but we don’t talk like that anymore and the words are stuck in my throat and I’m choking, and i can’t breathe, and you’re not noticing I’m falling apart. These dark circles beneath my eyes are purple and blue and I never sleep much anymore, and you’re under my skin killing me from inside out but, No matter how deep I cut, or how many pills I swallow, you will always be like heroin shooting up through my veins into my heart and I can’t get you out of my system.