the main thing i hate about christmas is the fact i am too poor to buy lovely gifts for all the sweet people in my life that deserve them
- I left my favorite pair of underwear at your house. I know your mother hates me, can I come pick them up?
- It’s been almost a month and I still miss you like a fucking limb.
- I didn’t know my bones could ache until I met you.
- You know, a week before we broke up, do you remember? I had bought a book of poetry. You asked why I didn’t read something more interesting and I could feel my insides splinter.
- You said poetry was all lies dressed up to sound pretty. When I look at you these days, I want to ask if sadness sounds pretty to you too.
- It’s 3 a.m. and this alcohol tastes like you.
- I saw you staring at me today during Lit class. I smiled at you and you didn’t smile back. I almost cried.
- The girl who sits next to me smells like you.
- I miss you.
- I have never had so many bad nights.
- Sometimes I write poetry about you on the internet. Strangers who have never met either of us think you’re cruel – they tell me if they had the honor of loving me, we’d have sex three times a day and they’d scream my name when they came.
- They think it is beautiful, how I am broken. I don’t think they understand.
- You used to tell me I was beautiful. I tried saying it in the mirror the other day, but it sounded wrong without your mouth wrapped around it.
- Everything I say sounds wrong without your mouth wrapped around it.
- We were never in love, but, oh God, we could have been.
if anybody ever tells you that you suck, look them straight in the eyes and say “not for free”
This is exactly how I have to take this. I just need to convince myself that life does go on.
do u ever express feeling and then afterwards ur like wow that was gay as fuck
If we’re dating I will get you sexually frustrated a lot just to amuse myself
holy shit this is me.
I keep waiting for her to show up at my house.
Waiting on me to get home from school.
But I need to stop living in this fucking fantasy.
Daydreaming of stupid shit with her.
You said goodbye and she didn’t chase after you.
She’s not coming.
She doesn’t care.
She won’t ever care again if she ever did.
Move the fuck on.
Just move on.