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I just NEEEED to walk barefoot through the dirt in a soft yellow dress, wandering my big backyard garden while I leave the dough to rise in my warm kitchen. There are hummingbirds coming and going from the feeder, and small white butterflies fluttering from the flower patch. I pick tomatoes ready to make for dinner. I close my eyes when the Sun touches my bare shoulders. Everything out here is alive.

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In the mood to delete everything, go missing for a month, get my life together and come back

I spilled my guts out

04/29/19 4:25 a.m.

Hi. So I'm still up(shocker) and ..I just heard someone skating outside . Or. Strolling luggage I dunno. But for a split second there, I had the slightest bit of hope and excitement..that it'd be you. On your board, skating to me.. and waiting for me to silently sneak you in through my window...just like old times. Just like a month ago..

And then I realized...your board is right in front of me. And..you are all the way in Florida. And just like that, my heart has slightly broken just a bit more. One more crack on it. As if it has been dropped from a high cliff, into an ocean that's called my stomach. Because that must be what I'm feeling. My heart in my stomach and a knot on my throat. I truly hope you fully read this before another say of fun. Carry my thoughts , hopes, and prayers with you on those rides. Wear my ring as I simultaneously play with mine. A piece of you with me and a piece of me with you.

I have yet to receive a duo call. Or a phone call at all..before bed. Or in the bathroom. Or even when you're just walking. Is that so hard to ask for ? I mean I get that you're busy..but.....really????? 24hours a day? Not a single ten seconds to hear my voice? To ask me if I'm okay?if I'm still alive? Because I dont know if you recall. But I can flip in a second, and..lose my shit. I love you. I do. I am in love with you. But I think now, I am past the point of sadness and anger towards you and your actions. Now there is just..disappointment. to you my rambling might seem like an "over exaggeration" or me "being dramatic". But I am tired of spending my days thinking and wondering if you'll text or call. Or if you miss anything back here at all. I am tired of being the person that would drop anything for you. I'm tired of being the person that would set themself on fire to keep you warm. I'm tired of you not putting any effort in the slightest to even send a voice message. I get that you loved me more back then when everything was new and fresh. Or . I dont know anything anymore actually. I dont know if you ever really fell IN love with me. I did everything in my power to make it all better. Game with you, try and cook..listened to your rambling. Your stories. Your memories. Your thoughts. Your plans. Shit I even took punches.

Ultimately I'm spilling my guts out because I care. Because I'm on love still, even after all the bullshit. Just like you said, if I was any other girl, I too would've dipped the fuck off a long time ago. I may be a handful, but surprise! So are you my love.

I would like to think that I'll have that handful next to me for the rest of my life. But at this point, I'm not sure anymore. I'm not gonna wait for time to show me , because we choose our own paths, write our own fate and make our own future.

I love you. I'm feeling much better now. I spilled my guts and heart out. Now please do not fail to read my messages. It would add another crack to this little diamond chest piece called heart lol. And diamonds are pretty tough.

And please. I repeat PLEASE do not answer me with a

"You're over reacting babe. I'll text you later. I'm too busy. " or a "k" or a "what do you mean"

I love you.

childhoodruiner

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Jennifer’s Body

seyelence

post punk bitch

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*slow clap it the fuck out*

slowsu1cide

my fingers inside you

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dietmegandew

Okay I know a lot of girls can relate to dating guys that you lowkey know you’re hotter than, just so he knows you’re a goddamn prize and he’ll never cheat.

BUT.

What no one prepares you for is the absolute mind-fuck you get when they CHEAT ANYWAY.