Whatever You Want Me To Be.

She/her/hers. into whoever makes me happy.

[ntregme]

Skeetskeet

[mightypirateship]

❤️

[mightypirateship]

Do you want to love me or do you just not want to be alone?

[lupethotsx-deactivated20250321]

hotel room with a balcony, you know what that means

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

the intimacy of having your efforts reciprocated in the same intensity and with the same tenderness

[mightypirateship]

Do you look at your memories and still think about us?

Does your heart hurt?

Did you even grieve?

Because I do. I did. And I will for awhile.

I think that it’s over. I think that I’m healed and then something comes a long and I’m not.

Summer is hard for me. We made such big decisions together.

We moved to Florida, we moved to Arizona, we moved back our own new homes.

I think about how I have only been home roughly a year now. And I think it’s a little insane to think you just had your year with her.

I knew when I met her, she was your person. Your energy together was so strong. And honestly, you are meant for each other.

However, why did it have to happen like this?

Why am I still upset about it?

Why do I still have a little panic attack when I see a car that looks like yours?

I feel like I have slacked in my self healing.

I’ll be back soon.

[mournfulroses]

Franz Kafka, from a diary entry featured in "The Diaries of Franz Kafka,"

[helenvaughans]

[thepersonalquotes]

[girltalk]

You deserve everything good and divine ❤︎

[mightypirateship]

I feel like I am aching for something. Someone?

I feel, betrayed? Used? I don’t know. Unwell.

I just want to know when it is my turn. I know it’s coming. I can feel it. I’m so tired of feeling lonely and empty.

I want to be spoiled. I want to be cared for. I want to be able to do the same for them.

I want my own place. I want to live way from everyone. I want to be more extroverted.

I’m so tired.

[thehopefulquotes]

“Poetry is a naked woman, a naked man, and the distance between them.”

— Unknown

[mightypirateship]

I consistently just feel used and I’m so tired of it.

[thepersonalquotes]

[mightypirateship]

Every time I close my eyes, he’s there.

I can’t always remember my dreams, but lately I wake up every morning in sweat. I’ve never been like this before. It’s more and more lately.

It’s like my mind refuses to let it go. Why do I keep trying to comprehend this when it doesn’t matter?

Does it really matter when the first time was? Does it matter how they are feeling now? Is it helping?

I’m fucking tired. I’m angry. I’m sad. I’m so exhausted. I just want to be me. I want to run away. I want to just restart and I have no idea how or where to go.

I don’t know what to do with myself, my career, me.

I never feel loved. I crave being held as badly as I hate it.

It’s been 8 months. Please. Please..

[caruccio]

"She had wonderful eyes. Not the type which drowns you in, but the type which makes you feel a little more alive. The ones which look cold; but deep inside give warmth. They were beautiful. They made me feel beautiful, but beneath those eyes, I could see emotions, or the things which she never told. Some fears, some regrets. The silence narrated stories with the soft roaring waves. It held some secrets, some lies. Something that was imperfectly perfect. I found a something in your nothing. Something I needed to hold on. Some fears, some tears and some illusion."

[dumblr]

"You say you love rain but you open your umbrella."

"You say you love the sun but you find a shadow spot."

"You say you love wind but you close your windows."

"This is why I am afraid when you say you love me."

- William Shakespeare

[gatheringbones]

ronda slater, what I need is: a contemplation of bisexuality, from bi any other name: bisexual people speak out, edited by Lorraine Hutchins and Lani Kaahumanu, 1991