Don't be a Cunt

They/Them | Middle | Distgusting Masochist | 18+ |Owned Puppy| 21

[extramadness]

[purplebuddhaquotes]

“I’m always soft for you, that’s the problem. You could come knocking on my door five years from now and I would open my arms wider and say ‘come here, it’s been too long, it felt like home with you.”

—

Azra T.

[bnmxfld]

[thoughtsforagalacticsoul-blog]

I get distracted sometimes, whether from pain or work or just pure chance, but I want you to know how much I appreciate you. You’re there for me when noone else is, even when I’m sad or sick or being an ass, you’re there for me. I’ll be there for you, I promise, and even though it’s hard sometimes for me to help I’ll always try my best, because you deserve the best

[50shadesofdistance]

[teenagecrush]

[teenagecrush]

[qvotable]

“I can’t hold enough of you in my hands.”

— Franz Kafka // Letters to Milena

[teenagecrush]

[superadorbjustice]

Once again the time has come…to feel unwanted </3

[afteer]

I am afraid of hurting you like they hurt me

[theplaygroundoflove]

[flaimora-blog]

My Drug

We all have our drugs.

Whether it be heroine, pills, cocaine, morphine, nicotine,they all do the same thing.

They numb the pain.

But my drug?

It’s you.

I know you won’t understand why i’m so clingy, and you’ll never realize how much I love you, but you do know that I love you.

It’s so much more than love though.

Like someone who takes drugs to numb the pain, just seeing your face numbs mine.

You’ll never understand why i’m always asking to hang out or see you, or call you on the phone, and you’ll never understand why I sit in the corner of my room everyday, staring at the screen of my phone waiting for you to reply.

But I know the reason.

You see, there’s a lot of things I don’t tell you. Things that happen in my life so horrible that I shove them down into the deepest part of my mind and don’t tell anyone about them. 

That’s why I need you.

That’s why I bother you with always asking to hang out and trying to see you, and that’s why I sit there for hours on end in the dark corner of my room where my sorrow looms over me as I’m waiting for you to reply. I don’t mean to bother you, or annoy you. 

I just need to see you.

What’s that you ask? Why?

Well, i’ll tell you why.

We all have our drugs. Whether it be heroine, pills, cocaine, morphine, nicotine, they all do the same thing.

They numb the pain.

But My drug?

It’s you.

[dddeanda]

[kevingloko]

[kast-in-light]

you know that feeling… When you have a fight with the person that meansthe most to you and you stop talking for a few hours and the only thing in your head is their name and that you love them… yeah that hurts

[discovertheheart]