28 5 / 2012
I don’t think anybody could ever love me the way I’d like to be loved.
I’m a slut. I’m damaged goods. I feel like nobody is going to be able to get over my past.
Either that or I’ll just never truly be happy with somebody. I’ll just have to settle for whatever I can get. Not that what I’ve gotten is awful… I’ve had some really great guys in my life. I just want somebody that I want not somebody that wants me first and I settle for.
I’m not settling right now. I’ve got a great guy that I like and my past caught up with me. I don’t know how long he will be able to deal with my past. I think its already bothering him.
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02 5 / 2012
I never want to grow up. I want to stay young-hearted forever. I don’t want to get involved in the politics of being an adult. I don’t want to make my future children to miss out on family just because of something stupid like money. I just want to be care free, throw rocks into streams, and climb trees. I want my children to play with their cousins and I want my family to all sit in one place and reminisce. After this week I never want to grow up. Grown ups are dumb.
03 4 / 2012
Dear love of my life
Do you ever think about me? Do you think about me even half as much as I think about you? Do you ever long to find me, your other half, the one person that makes you feel whole again?
I’m afraid I’m never going to find you. Please find me because I’m giving up.
03 4 / 2012
I’m afraid
I’m afraid that you don’t really love me.
I’m afraid one day you will realize that I’m not who you thought I was.
I’m afraid that you only love me because I’m better than what you have had before.
Just because I treat you well doesn’t mean that I’m the one for you.
Just because I look nice on the outside doesn’t mean I’m the one for you.
Who says that I really love you
I’m afraid that I don’t really love you.
I’m afraid that one day I will realize that I don’t like who you are.
I’m afraid that I’m settling for you because I know deep inside you aren’t the one for me.
I know that I’d be able to get rid of you.
Just because I treat you well doesn’t mean I love you.
Just because I make you feel good doesn’t mean I love you.
27 3 / 2012
In my dreams I’m always the heroine. I always come out on top. To bad in real life I’m kind of a loser.
01 3 / 2012
I think I’ll miss you forever
Like the stars miss the sun in the morning skies
Late is better than never
Even if you’re gone I’m gonna drive, drive
I’ve got that summertime, summertime sadnesscrying
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27 2 / 2012
"I don’t want to feel this way around him. I want things to be normal. I want to be his friend, not another stupid girl holding out for something that will never happen."
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23 2 / 2012
life
I’m single.
I like being single.
I love being single.
There was one person in the whole world I would have possibly wanted to be with right now. He doesn’t want to be with me even just to chill. I wasn’t ready for the rejection but I’ll get over it.
I just keep telling myself I didn’t really want it anyways. Which I really don’t want it right now. Plus he’s missing out. I’m mess free and easy going. He’s never going to find another girl like me and he better not change his mind because he had his chance…. actually a few chances and that’s more chances than I usually give.
So I might just have to give Tom a chance. He is really very attractive, very, very, attractive and successful and driven. Everything about it is so movie like. I just hope he gets past his nerves and is more entertaining to talk to. Hey he isn’t a terrible kisser so we’ll see.
01 2 / 2012
I’m lost
I’m not quite sure what is happening.
I broke up with my boyfriend a few weeks ago.
I’m a little lost and sad and confused.
I could have made one of the worst decisions of my life.
Or a really good one……
and I’m hoping its the latter and that everything will get better
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15 12 / 2011
Don't Stop.: I shouldn't have to be responsible to truck my siblings all over the place.
I mean, what if I was away at school? What would my dad do then?
My mom is perfectly capable of taking 5 minutes to pick her up and bring her to work or the doctor’s office.
Hell, her work is even close enough for her to walk there.
But, nooooo, I have to haul my ass out of my girlfriend’s…
Can you just remind me who’s car you’ve been driving around?
This is why I hate that you and April have blogs on tumblr. I’m deactivating my account, making a new one and never letting you know my url. Can’t a girl just vent?
(P.S. Thanks for letting me use the van…)
(Source: waiting-for-an-absolution, via waiting-for-an-absolution)
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