#@ex

[rrumiis]

.... feeling inherently unlovable this month

[yabl2-arz-blog]

hoy te vi, pero al verte no sentí nada ni el frió ni las dichosas mariposas estuvieron en mi estomago y créeme fue la felicidad mas grande por que el verte me di cuenta que estabas bien pinche culero y que gracias por decepcionarme .

[assassinette]

Ya ever notice that non asian people who claim to love Asia because they're internally Asian only ever fucking act "cute" or "innocent" or some other child-like trait? That theyve made the basis of the characters they've created for themselves because that's all they think being Asian is? A shitty caricature of Asians based on like 3 cultures out of dozens on dozens on dozens? As if they don't actually like Asia or Asians, just what they think Asians are like? A gross fetizization of millions of people that causes people to not take Asian people seriously? Because now all they can associate with Asians is the childish submissiveness perpetuated by koreaboos and fucking weebs?

Ya ever just notice?

[skxllkiidd]

[how-far-i-have-come]

I don't miss you. Not anymore. I still miss how you made me feel and what we were.

[velvetlightning]

call out post for my ex

u suck

[velvetlightning]

And maybe there was once an empty spot in my heart, like after a rotten tooth is removed, but I'm so fucking happy I can't even remember what that felt like

[sassy-princess-kallz]

words to my love--

dear you..(yes you..)

tonight it’s close to 1.. Of course I was going out to eat with my family when I went to put on perfume.. I grabbed the perfume I wore on our first date. So many memories rushed into my brain. I guess that’s why I’m here, in my bed, crying, and writing this. Here is some words I have strung together for you.

I shouldn’t be here right now. I should be with you, in your arms. You should be here holding me, watching movies, kissing me.. I miss you. I miss riding shotgun and controlling the radio. I miss reaching over to kiss you and making silly faces. I miss showing you off. I miss you reassuring me everything was okay and that God was in control. You cheated. What did I ever do to deserve this? How could you? I was so blinded by you and your handsome hazel eyes that I couldn’t see how manipulative you really were. You would yell.. I remember this so well. It’s forever burned into my brain. Me being 95 pounds, you 210, would put your hands around my neck and yell. Your words were so powerful. “You’re so stupid,” “stop being dumb,” and among other various verbal phrases you would use. It takes a girl, who thought this was her happy ending, a long time to recover. Do you even really recover after this? I spent my nights drinking and smoking. I would get so drunk for days. I didn’t even remember who I was. You said you’d be there for me even at my lows but where were you when I was at my lowest? With her. You never loved me. I was there for you at every call and every time you needed something, it was me you’d fall back on. Now to only realize, it was her too. I was there for you when she wasn’t. I was supposed to be the one who set your heart on fire and gave you that warm and comforting feeling inside. The one holding your hand. The one giving birth to our child. I wanted to grow with you. I honestly saw so much potential in you, in us. How could you do this to someone who was so selfless and caring? Kind and compassionate? Someone who would never judge you but help you to learn. I must add, thank you. Thank you for breaking my heart. I will never recover but I will know how to warn my daughter of boys like you. While you may have dragged me down and made me forget who I really was, you’ve also taught me so much. A boy like you, is not a boy at all. My daughter will not stay up crying because of a boy like you. I will not settle for less. I will not be screamed at or yelled at. I hope every single song reminds you of me and how every single time you go by my house, you think of me. I really hope you feel the guilt of all this. I must say though, thank you…