December 2011
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I can see you get up and cross the room, fidgeting with the change in your pocket, greeting us just like you always used to. I can hear you speak with a thick accent that sometimes, i couldnt even understand, asking us how we have been.
The way I would catch you sometimes looking at grandma, and i knew that no matter how much she pissed you off sometimes, you loved her so much and that you knew...
Make me a promise? promise me that you won’t lose yourself. Change yourself. Hate yourself. promise me that you’ll tune out society. And listen to yourself. You’re beautiful. Promise me that you’ll at least try to smile everyday, and treat everyone as equals. Don’t judge. promise me that you won’t cut, starve yourself or hurt yourself. Please. Promise me,...
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every time my phone goes off, i hope its you..just...
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You smoke now?? This shouldn’t bother me this much, but it does. You’re slowly killing yourself… :(
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I can’t do this. Maybe I was wrong. About everything. I have tried to be whatever you need me to be. Hoping that one day, you would come around. But that day will never come. This I know for sure. I hear stories about you and one of your ex’s, I see things she had posted about you in the past (yes, I know, I’m a creep), and I respect her to no end. She is such a nice person, and...
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I don’t even know who you are anymore.