This Is Where I Complain

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[ethanissad]

Fail after fail. Always ruin everything. It’s in my nature I suppose

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Aaaand we’re back

*crash*

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I am now doing much better

At least currently

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Whoops

Did it again

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Stock

Fucked around and fell head over heels, knowing it was very temporary, and still ended up broken anyways.

[ethanissad]

Today fucking SUCKS

Holy fuck well that’s the end of that. I guess it was fun to imagine being happy for a few weeks

[unhave]

twitter

[ethanissad]

I feel like I’m making your life worse and I don’t like feeling like that

[ethanissad]

I am a lame piece of shit

[tastefullyoffensive]

(via nanglish)

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This is also around the time where I think about the other girl who for some reason came to me to mend old wounds...and then ghosted me a few weeks later and I haven’t heard anything since? Love that

[ethanissad]

Another 3am I want to die post

I know you know I have feelings too but this is on and off shit is fucking with me so hard

My leg never seems to stop twitching and moving

[ethanissad]

I want to say something so fucking bad. It’s 2:45am again and I know this is the worst time for decision making but I’m fucking dying. Admitting I have feelings just complicates all this so much more

[ethanissad]

Can I use this shit again

Fuck friends with benefits. It doesn’t work.

[thegoodvybe]

[inkbyaporia]

I do not want to miss you. I miss your eyes, your intelligence, your hugs and the nature of your smile. I miss saying your name without whispering it into my dreams and I miss seeing you without tearing at the seams. I can’t shake this feeling like maybe, just maybe, we could go back to where we left off. Because we are like strangers now, pretending like we’ve forgotten. Maybe you have. I never will. How do you tell a stranger you remember the shade of their eyes and the cadence of their handwriting, that their name still sounds like a song to you and that their mind is a galaxy to be explored? I’ve been telling myself you’ve changed so much but I’ve always know the truth.The person I miss still exists. I do not want to miss you, but oh, does it burn. Give me hope that we can try again. I want to try again.

A.P. (4.19.16) you still had my number (via inkbyava)

[pointlesscries]