there are two types of crushes:
1. a casual crush, you look at them and you’re like “wow you’re pretty cute i’d like to get to know you better”
2. absolutely, undeniably head over heels oh my god are you fucking kidding me you are perfect wow i’m literally going to rethink every conversation we’ve ever had for the next 9 hours of my life please love me
there is no in between
Sometimes I miss you. But then I remember that I don’t like the person you are now.
DOES ANYONE ELSE MAKE SCENARIOS IN THEIR HEAD OF THEM DATING SOMEONE AND HAVING THE PERFECT RELATIONSHIP AND DOING CUTE COUPLE THINGS WITH THAT PERSON BECAUSE ME 24/7
Kinda obsessed with The Great Gatsby right now, not gonna lie.
I want to go back to the time where you appreciated me. Where I was something important in your life, and you actually wanted me. It’s those times that I miss, the ones where you cared. But I do not miss the person you are now.
No, I do not miss douche-bag frat boy you. I do not miss the guy who pulled away from me and disregarded any of my feelings. I do not miss the guy who rags on other people, and shoots everyone down. I do not miss the person you are now, because that person has the personality that I have always deeply resented.
So yes, I am going to glare at you on occasion. Get used to it. Yes, I am going to stand up to you and tell you when you’re being annoying. Get used to that too. Though no one around us says anything to you, I will be that person. Because I’m going to be that person that reminds you of how much you have changed, and how you are not yourself anymore.
I am not angry at you anymore. I’ve gotten passed that, and I’m not going to waste my time being angry at a person who is hopeless. No, I am disappointed because you are not the person I thought you were. And I hate having to loose someone, but I also hate being wrong about people. It sucks because you think you know a person, and they turn out to be completely different, and not in a good way. So I am not angry. I am disappointed, and hurt. And for that, I say with a smile, “go fuck yourself”.
My version of flirting is looking at someone I find attractive multiple times and hoping they’re more brave than I am.
Can I be happy for more than 5 minutes….like is that possible. Every time I take one step forward, something happens and I’m back to feeling sorry for myself. I shouldn’t even feel this way, because it was you that screwed up, not me, but yet I’m suffering.
Feelings are a funny thing. You push me away and become distant, put me at the bottom of your priorities, and yet all I want is you. But I want the guy that cared, not the careless frat boy that thinks all about himself. It’s not fair what you’ve put me through, and I shouldn’t have to wait. You say I deserve better, but I don’t want better, I just want you.
FUCK YOU for being so stupid.
ice cream. I recommend it for break ups.
I’m wondering if he even cares anymore. I mean, I realllllllllly don’t want to have this conversation, but at the same time, I don’t want to be waiting around and involved with someone that does not put in as much effort as I do.
I’m definitely not prepared to go back to college tomorrow. Like, I miss all my friends, I really do, but I’m just getting stressed thinking about all the things I have to do when I go back. Sitting at home, not giving a fuck about anything for a week was quite enjoyable.
Let’s talk about how much I love Tim Riggins