fucked up

Whatever :(:

[alternativelyrics]

this could be heartbreak // the amity affliction

[deep-sexts]

[heartrate]

i’m interested in stargazing and rough sex

[myranda182-blog]

i cant talk to you it used to be so easy when i know you didn’t care now you care and its like we’re strangers walking past saying hello with slight hugs here and there why wont you do anything why don’t you love me the way i love you

[myranda182-blog]

tell me pretty lies look me in the eyes tell me that you love me even if its fake cause i have hella feelings for you 

[myranda182-blog]

Be in my eyes Be in my heart Be in my eyes ai yai yai Be in my heart

So now I think that I could Love you back And I hope it's not too late

Be in my eyes Be in my heart Be in my eyes ai yai yai Be in my heart

[moonlitboy]

you don’t cross my mind as loudly as you used to//instead of brakes on//steel halting to a stop in my mind//when you come to my//thoughts it’s more of a pitter-patter of footsteps against//my brain//but//when it rains late at night and I open up my window//I am reminded of your voice falling slowly//into the cracks of sleep at//two in the morning//and me smiling into the blackness at the//sound of your//steady breathing and my rapid heartbeat //and//when mornings are bright//I hear myself screaming at //you//as you jump into the street and I//remember the feeling of//blood rushing through//my body at the thought of losing you//I lost you//when walls are covered//in blue and the //scene //in front//of me is loud I almost understand //why you didn’t want to be//seen //near me anymore//I do not think of you as much as I used to//your fists do not pound against my skull all hours of the day all I get is a faint knock on a wooden door inside of my body when I hear your name in the halls//but//on warm days when the sun//comes and reminds me //that summer is coming//I see your//hands //I remember hot days and long walks//and your hands//holding mine//sleeves rubbing against arms //words dripping from your mouth like drops of//dew//and//when short moments of you//laying on my floor //laughing//come to mind when I am trying to//sleep//I sit on the floor where you once were//and wonder why moments are so much //longer//when your name is a //haunting//whisper//among the other voices//I feel the tears on my face//and understand why you kept saying//you were going to miss me//even though your voice was once//associated with//the sound of//breathing in empty rooms//now when i think of phone calls//with you//sirens//is all I hear//missing you is not something I do anymore//the sound of your voice does not send shivers //down my spine//and I only get chills//when you say my name //but //when days are long//and nights even more so//I swear I hear you laughing next to me//and for a moment I remember when my world was//you//and//when sunlight makes the floors in my //home shine//and flowers are growing outside//I don’t understand why//you didn’t//want to grow//anymore//I am over the moments with you//but //sometimes I do//miss you//and//I think of you all day//and you come into my mind so loudly//like metal on metal that I throw my head into//the walls that you once caved into //some days all I think of is //three am//and the phone call//and mixing up our goodnights//with our goodbyes//and I sometimes am not over the fact that //my waves can’t crash on your sand anymore

update - i had to write about you in english (via dialtonesalex)

thank you

[moonlitboy]

certain things hurt a hell of a lot more than others, but i am not going to talk about that. instead, i’m going to tell you what hurts most. i walk past you every single day and each time i have this fantasy of you, running to me telling me you miss me, talking to me. i walk past you every day with my heart in my throat beating a hundred miles a second, and everyday i wait for the fantasy to come true, and every single god damn day, i walk past you and you walk past me, and sometimes we make eye contact, and sometimes i’m inches away from you. every day the fantasy still becomes a fantasy, because you never tell me you miss me, you barely even look at me, and somewhere in the depths of my mind i hope, i wish that you don’t look at me because you miss me so much it’s unbearable, but i know that is not the case. that is what hurts that most, it hurts that you are over it, and i, sadly, am not.

lonely weeks  (via dialtonesalex)

[halseycon]

[screenlights]

“I want you to remember me curled up, listening to the sound of your heartbeat and tracing maps across your skin. Remember me laughing at your jokes, even the stupid ones. Remember me in hysterics for absolutely no reason and in tears because one time you made me so sad neither of us thought I’d recover. Remember me brave, that time you held my hand and I thought I was going to die; remember me scared and gentle and delicate and breakable - only for you though, only for you. Remember me happy, and all the ridiculous ways I tried to get your attention. Remember the way I was too stubborn to talk to you and how absolutely insane it drove the both of us. Remember all the firsts and how they were so delightful we went back for seconds and thirds and fourths. Remember the songs you couldn’t stop listening to and the childish dreams you allowed yourself about the future. If it’s any consolation I allowed myself to have them too. If it comes to it I don’t want you to remember the ending. Remember the beginning. Remember the first time you knew.”

—(via mangohtangoh)

[sicklysatisfied]

[myranda182-blog]

I want to cry I love you so much

[myranda182-blog]

I miss you and I know I shouldn't I want you back but I won't take you back I can't take you back I know I shouldn't listen to everyone else but I have to cause I'm everyone else

[moonlitboy]

fuck this. i miss you so much and i can’t stand the fragile distance between us. i’m gong crazy, what the fuck is wrong with me? i know i shouldn’t miss you but so many parts of me know you, and know who are are, i fucking know your heart and i know that this is just you, i can never hate you. i’m so sick of screaming at walls and hugging myself and feeling fire in my throat when you walk past, i’m tired of trying to act like i don’t care. i don’t fucking want to laugh in front of you because i’m not laughing with you. i don’t want to do anything, it’s not with you. i want you, you, you, you. i want the plans back, i want the late nights back, i want the stupid choices back, i want the feeling of having you be there back. i hate the shaking feeling of knowing if i fall you aren’t fucking there to catch me anymore. i hate going against what everyone is saying and missing you still. i know you aren’t bad, i know you aren't evil, fuck i know. i miss you more than anything in the world and why am i missing you when you don’t even think of me? i hate it, but i’m done trying to act like it doesn’t hurt, because i’m fucking hurting right now. i want things to change, i want it to be like it was months ago, years ago. i want it back.

4/22/16 (via dialtonesalex)

[myranda182-blog]

Let's get baked and fuck

[myranda182-blog]

I miss you I miss your hugs I miss you telling me I'm stupid I miss you pushing me when your mad cause I'm right there I miss you

[myranda182-blog]

i’m sorry i cant be that person to wipe your tears to hold you when your shaking to hold your hand when your scared to say i love you when you don’t want to hear it to kiss you when you aren’t feeling loved i’m sorry i cant call you mine