Ask me anything
The Wonders that have been wondered
I will drive away from this town with nothing but notebooks full of memories, and a heartline to my family.
Follow me as I become myself. From March 2011 until whenever I am done; I will change; I will grow; I will become.
The Wonders that have been wondered
I will drive away from this town with nothing but notebooks full of memories, and a heartline to my family.
Follow me as I become myself. From March 2011 until whenever I am done; I will change; I will grow; I will become.
Apologies.
You can’t apologize for being an awful friend and then unfriend me.
You can’t apologize for making me cry and not mention that you lied about cutting.
You can’t apologize for getting angry without mentioning that I dared to check that you were even alive.
I know that being drunk changes things. And I know that alcohol does not always yield truthful texts, but you had no right to bring up wounds that healed years ago.
Maybe without my phone number you’ll finally just let me be.
1 day ago
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I miss you. I feel like half of me is missing.
(Source: just-another-lesbian, via catbraains)
1 hour ago
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Maybe I wasn’t asking you to love me, maybe I was asking you to understand, because for so long I’ve been hurt and for so long you’ve ignored it, and maybe it is bad timing, but maybe, I don’t care. I’ve been here all along just waiting, waiting for you to notice, waiting for you to care. Waiting for you to say that you’ve been waiting too, and you haven’t and maybe you never will or maybe you’re afraid to. But it all hurts the same, and in the end, I’m the one that’s left broken and when I lay down to sleep, I’m still the one crying, so screw the bad timing. I’ve loved you then, like I love you now, like I probably always will.
