If you asked me if we could just forget everything and go back to the ways things were, I’d take that offer. That’s pretty much all I want to hear at this point.
I miss you, a lot.
I just think it’d be nice for you to know because you might miss me too.
But you probably don’t and I’ve come to learn that that’s okay.
I think certain promises were meant to be broken. I think certain relationships are meant to be tested. I think certain chances are meant to be given. I think certain people were meant to be forgiven. I really wish I knew why things end up or why things happen the way they do. I mainly just want everything to be okay.
don’t take advantage of me. don’t ask for too much or attempt to push your luck when i’m already offering to help when i don’t need to. don’t try and walk all over me to see how much you can get out of it without doing anything for yourself. if that’s the case, then you can do things on your own…
I no longer need you to fuck me as hard
as I hate myself.
Make love to me
like you know I am better than the worst thing I ever did.
I’m new to this
but I have seen nearly every city from a rooftop without jumping.
I have realized
that the moon did not have to be full for us to love it.
We are not tragedies
stranded here beneath it.
Stumbling upon old pictures, conversations, and little things that used to mean so much is probably one of the worst things ever. It really makes you think, think about people, places, sights, smells, and how you felt in that moment. It makes you think about the kind of person you were or even are now. It makes you think about how certain people were before. I never understood when people say that someone’s changed, maybe you just never really knew them at all. I always create some sort of attachment to everything because there’s always a memory behind it. I wish things could go back to how they were, I wish people or maybe even me didn’t have to change, I wish someone could tell you you’re living in the good old days before you realize that’s what those days were…but hey doesn’t everyone wish that every once in a while. I guess all the cleaning, packing, moving, and thinking I’ve been doing lately is for the best.
and there’s still going to be someone who hates peaches."
I want someone to create new memories with. The old ones have grown stale and leave a bitter taste in my mouth.
Anons on here are a fucking joke hahah. Still on me for old shit, gtf.
A break from people. I just need to be alone. When need to collect my thoughts let me be alone. When I say I don’t want to talk to anyone, I mean it. I don’t want to talk to anyone. People need to give me my space. That’s literally all I’m asking is for some space. I try to be there for as many people as possible, but sometimes I need a break from it. Don’t take it to harsh.