#ineededtogetitout

[lovelylazylo]

I so badly just want to tell you how I feel. Make you feel like shit for how you treated me but you don’t deserve to even hear from me again. I just don’t understand how you could call me babe/baby and promise the world to me then just drop me so suddenly because I have insecurity issues. But when you opened up to me about your depression and how unfulfilled with your life you felt, did I judge you??? No. I didn’t. I really liked you so I looked past that and wanted to be the one that made you feel better. But now I realize you’re just a careless and heartless asshole. Just a fuckboy looking for attention I was giving you all this time. I hope you’ve realized what a great girl you lost. Three chances I’ve given you. You’re out.

[boycotting-love]

The way you mess your hair up. The way your hair shags in your eyes when you play guitar and you don't bother to move it because you're feeling the music so much. The way your big brown melty eyes look right into mine when we're lay together. The way your voice gets deeper and raspier when you get sleepy. The way you can't keep a straight face when I smile at you and a smile always manages to break out on your face. The way you could talk about music for hours and don't even seem to care if anyone's listening because it matters to you. The way you noodle about on your guitar for hours on end and play it with the same passion alone in your room as if you were in front of hundreds of people. The way you make your bed neatly and don't complain when I mess it up, you just quietly and without fail, make it up again as soon as I leave the room even for a second. The way you've taken the time to neatly cut out your favourite little pictures of guitars and logos and stuck them on your walls. The way you pull me close and kiss my forehead when I'm getting sleepy. The way if I do so much as wince when we're doing things you stop and bring your face up to my face quickly cupping my cheek, your eyes searching my expression and ask me if I'm okay. The way your hands are cut and sore from playing instruments with such passion. The way your jaw clenches and your eyebrows furrow when you're thinking hard about something. The way you like it when I wear your oversized band T-shirts. The way you keep my drawing I did for you hung up on your bedroom wall. Ah fuck I'm so in love and it's fucking terrifying.

[stilldontgiveadamn]

Ok it's not fair to do things this way. Maybe I'm a little clingy but seriously wtf? First you start telling me I'm beautiful and that you really care about me and that I'm important for you and talk to me everyday and always greet when we saw each other. Then you suddenly stopped talking to me and when we talked the conversations started slowly being shortened and you didn't greet me and now we don't even talk and when we do is awkward. I understand the fact that your friends bother you because of me but why suddenly everything stopped. I just want to know if you got bored of me or you don't care anymore or whatever happened I just want to know because it's not fair I'm sitting here like an idiot wondering if you still do or not. So please, let me know at least. I'm not a child, nor are you, so let's be grown ups and say things straight as they are. It makes me sad and angry and I don't want to feel like this with you.

[killmewithrocks]

"It’s not a phase, dad. Delivering eggs is who I am!" #easterbunny #emo #doodle #ihadanidea #ineededtogetitout #iknowitsstupidlooking