mugrosa

Stephanie. 22. Las Vegas. awkward. I suck.

[mugre-nina]

It’s been like 2 years hi

[mugre-nina]

I was so cute when i was tiny

[mugre-nina]

I just had a random memory pop up of me giving my ex head and he just pulls out his phone casually like i wasn’t 20 mins deep into giving head. Now thinking back on it i think he was looking at porn because he just wasn’t attracted to me. He hurt me so much over and over again. I can’t believe i broke myself for him. I wish i could make that life choice over again.

[mugre-nina]

I own a sandalwood candle

The day i found it i couldn’t contain my happiness

It smelled so familiar and warm

When i brought it home

I couldn’t bring myself to light it

I was afraid the smell would fade

Your touch has already left me

It hurt too much to taint it

[mugre-nina]

Like if you see this

[dankmemeuniversity]

[mugre-nina]

Feeling a little insecure.

It’s not about me.

Remember that.

[mugre-nina]

I can’t tell if sad cause scared or just sad to be sad

[gateway-2000-deactivated2025111]

[borderlinepdfeels]

[mugre-nina]

I’m always struggling to be enough. Enough for me; but more importantly everyone else. When am I going to realize that I am enough? When am I going to start learning that I am worth something? What is it going to take? When will it happen? I desperately need it.

[mugre-nina]

It only happened 6 years later. My tumblr is so depressing wtf

[mugre-nina]

Work put me in a bad mood today. I hope i have a better week.

[mugre-nina]

I self sabotaged but somehow i don’t think it was bad.

[mugre-nina]

Why am i unworthy of respect? What is it about me that people think they can just get away with treating me the way they want?

[mugre-nina]

I was so miserable....

[mugre-nina]

Lowkey i want you to message me.

[mugre-nina]

Today was really low vibrational for me. I’m going to start journaling again because it seems as though anytime i think about you i get down.

[mugre-nina]

I met you 7 years ago this month. It would’ve been 6 years in may.

I can’t wrap my head around not waking up next to you some mornings.

Then i think about that 420 3 years ago; I remember her, the times you yelled at me and made me cry for dropping your phone when you stepped on the pedal too hard, when we first moved into our first apt together and i filled the apt with smoke because i put wax paper in the oven with our food, or the times you told me that i wasn’t your type, the bewildered look in your eyes when you found it in my car.

The hurtful things you said to me that i probably should’ve reported you for.

The times we were just “seeing each other “ just mixing substances and enjoying each other’s company.

The time that my roommate ruined my apartment and you were willing to go and pop her tires for me.

We were so toxic together.

It’s not who i am anymore.