Dressing up is like masturbation, I do it for myself and if it turns you on, that’s fine, but this is for me and you’re not invited.
1. If you like me enough to spend lots of time (in and out of bed) with me, I feel like you’d at least bother to acknowledge what day it is. Or maybe even show me that you have some feelings for me, because at this point I’m positive you do. I don’t need anything fancy, just some acknowledgement.
2. Don’t ask me to hang out on Valentines Day if you’re “definitely not going to get [me] anything”. If you like me like that, that’s not a good way of showing it. I’m not saying you should throw me a fucking parade, but a single flower would be more than enough to show you care.
3. I’m surprised you haven’t asked what I’m doing tonight (even if it’s nothing). What happened to that heart-felt conversation we had?
4. I wish you were here right now. I know that if you were here you would have done something special for me. I was half-heartedly hoping that maybe you’d try to do something from afar but I can’t expect you to go out of your way like that…
It’s the scariest thing to realize that I’m starting to hate myself again.
Note to self: Please, be patient with yourself. Breathe. You can’t take care of something you hate.
Brother on We Heart It.
both. i want both.
Loss for words.
I’ll take this one to-go, please.
Get inside me.
that if I had figured out tumblr like 5 years ago I would be a lot cooler than I am currently.
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