you made me comfortable in my own skin.
i’m just sorry that my own skin wasn’t what you were looking for.
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the rib cage is meant to protect the most valuable part of a person, but mine is nothing more than a cage, constantly restricting my heart, always making sure it stays in line. my entire life has been following suit and obeying what is customary. i have always been too much despite how little i try to make myself. too much, too big, too quiet, too loud, too eccentric, to normal, too much. let me break my ankles so i can be on your level.
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oversharing about certain things in your so that everyone thinks you’re an open book >>>>>>
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are you actually ready for a relationship, or do you just not want to be alone anymore ?
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flashback to the time i asked someone what their favorite thing about their ex was (as a joke) and instead of saying “the fact that they’re my ex” they sent me an actual list of their favorite things
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being in a relationship where it’s very clearly known that you’re being used to get over their ex >>>>>>>>
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I’ll never forget the last time I said I loved her, much like I’ll never really remember what it was like before we met.
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yesterday you wanted nothing to do with me, but today I’m your entire world.. who did it not work out with this time?
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if i were ever asked what i think heaven looks like, i would describe this moment with you.
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you ask me why i keep coming back for more as if you didn’t know that addiction runs in my family, and that here lately your touch has been my drug of choice
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i hear people talk about how they were light and they let someone who was dark bring them down and that they (the light) tried to change for them (the dark), but that at the end of the day they’ll always be light.
but what do you do when you feel like you are the darkness and everyone around you is light? and you want to be that, you want to feel that, but at the end of the day you are just like them in the sense that you’ll never be able to change what you really are. what am i supposed to do then?
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current mental state - giving myself stick and poke tattoos while listening to male manipulator music on repeat
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