#ex almost

[longliveuslove]

i’ll have to remember you for longer than i knew you, and i don’t think i’ll ever come to terms with that.

[longliveuslove]

i deserved so much more than you were giving me.

but why do i still miss you?

[longliveuslove]

i didn’t want to compete but it was always going to be a competition- i would forever be compared to her. he may be the love of my life, but she is and always will be the love of his.

a vicious cycle of love

[femmeoutoffocus]

What is this game we're playing?

Should I stick around for more?

Snap your fingers I'll come running

Leave again when you're bored with me

I'll make it easy

[alicentrism]

PDA WITH YOUR CRUSH??!??!!! BUT YOU WERENT TOGETHER??? IM SO CONFUSION!! HWAT! THE TORTURE! 🙀😳😭

We were very close, physically lmao. We were seatmates and we would always be touching for no good reason in more-than-friendly ways. She’d run her fingers through my arms because she knew it’d make me ticklish (but also that I high key loved it), we’d hold hands and play with our fingers, rest our heads on each other’s shoulders... That was in class. Outside we’d hug a lot; she was taller than me so she’d usually wrap her arms around my waist and bury her face in my neck and we’d just stay like that. I recall a time she bit my ear and another where she bit my neck, a third where she bit my shoulder. She’d say things like “I’d kiss you right now but I don’t want to steal your first kiss from you” or sometimes she’d notice what color bra I was wearing and she’d go “no one wears that if they don’t want to be noticed”. All in all my high school experience was very frustrating lmfao

[vuse-pod]

I think it took almost getting into a relationship with a person i wasn’t really passionate about or attracted to to realize that I don’t fucking need one right now!! I’m getting my life together and I’m fucking free!

[alicentrism]

I’m so touch-starved... I miss the not quite sexual yet not so innocent touches, the way you’d kiss and sometimes bite me, how you’d play with my hair or run your fingers through my arms until I got goosebumps. I miss the closeness, how we’d sit on each others lap, how sometimes you’d straddle me, or how you’d hug me from behind and rest your head on my shoulder. I miss constantly having that sort of affection, but I don’t miss you.