The worst part of all is that I’m lying to others, my lover especially. I don’t feel right. I feel like a big fuckin faker.


The thoughts never left. No. I still get them everyday. You’d think after this long, I’d be able to forget. I guess I can’t. I don’t know why.


I’m pretty sure I’m lying to myself more than anyone else.


(via cecilv22)



(via i-suck-sorry)


blameee—societyyy:

I just kind of wish none of it ever happened sur We Heart It.

blameee—societyyy:

I just kind of wish none of it ever happened sur We Heart It.



sammiiluvzyou:

That’s true

sammiiluvzyou:

That’s true


But I can’t


Some days, it doesn’t seem like such an awful idea. It sounds pleasant. No more sadness. No more disappointment. No more hate. The only problem is being able to not make anyone sad in the long run. I just want to go like a gentle breeze that only bothers a few people for a short time.


masterofbating:

Sexual frustration is like the equivalence to heartbreak/rejection for me

I wish I could make it clear how painful this is.
Please stop doing this. It hurts.

Just don’t do those things to me if there is no plan of going anywhere with it. This keeps happening and nothing has happened and it just feels worse and worse every time. And I just try to act like I’m fine but it literally makes me depressed. It’s just no fun anymore. End rant about stupid shit

Sexual frustration is like the equivalence to heartbreak/rejection for me


spaece:

✦⋆ more here ⋆✦

Was just thinking about this song

spaece:

✦⋆ more here ⋆✦

Was just thinking about this song

(via insaneaboutsane)