Mar 26, 2019
the 90s called, they want their clothes back
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the 90s called, they want their clothes back
i wish he loved me as much as i loved him
This is my fifth major heartbreak. And my first one still crawls into my heart knocking for attention and to be relived again. I still wish I said yes to hooking up with you, maybe then we could be something right now. My second was abusive, mentally and emotionally. Yet I still fantasize how well your pet names for me rolled off your tongue. I lied to my mom countless of times just to sneak off with you for no more than an hour. My third left me disliked by many people, making me skip class to cry in the social workers office. My senior year was partially ruined by you, partially ruined by your girlfriend. I look back at you and am thankful we were never anything. My fourth I still wonder about and hope to run into someday. We were so close yet so far to becoming something as we flirted and joked and hung out like normal friends, but we both knew we could be more. I still think we could be more. My fifth I’m still getting over. It’s hard not to love you when I see you everyday and I see her car in our parking lot everyday. I get so paranoid you’ll be right behind me, yet I wish you are and I wish you’ll call my name. I dream about the day you ask for me back.
my 5th major heartbreak // delicatly
Sometimes I really think this will be my last heartbreak and my heart will just give out and give up, that one day I'll just collapse on that floor, and they'll cut open my heart with a scalpel like how you cut it open with your words. They'll find your blood pour out instead of mine, because I carried you with me every step and I cared for you and love you and wanted you. You must be so empty, letting me take you all in like that without you even noticing. Yet you act full when I'm around, as though none of your emotions are stronger or weaker than the others because of what happened to us. I must be so full from your heart and your love if it took over my blood and my wellbeing. But ever since you left, I can only feel myself and you seem so far away even though you're only two floor below.
// delicatly
i just wanna be ariana grande thx
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I hope I die from heartbreak. It’s the only thing I’ve ever known.
thinking how youve broken me // delicatly