Nov 11, 2019
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FUCK
There’s a wonderful girl who i’ve befriended. And i have caught all the feels and get jelly when my roommate hugs her uwu
Se eu fosse um homem eu saberia o que esta passando pela sua cabeça. Se eu fosse um garoto, talvez eu saberia fugir dessa situação que sei ira me quebrar.
I had a dream about you last night.. youre going to think I'm crazy... But it felt like you were in the room with me when I woke up. Right before I woke up you told me you loved me still and I woke up so fucking happy. And looked around and you weren't in bed with me. I was made at you for putting too me but also made at myself. I would like to think that I got over you. And now I see that I didn't. Like I haven't talked to you in 6 months and that's a lot for us because we would talk everyday and night. You were my stress relief... My happy pill. And now I don't see you anymore. I know you moved but people so say distance doesn't change anything but silence does. That is so fucking true because for about the first three months you were gone we would talk everyday and night and FaceTime and now you won't even text me. I know our breakup was supposed to be for good so we wouldn't have to stay loyal from each other from Long distance because people say that's unhealthy ... But the only thing unhealthy for me right now is not being able to speak to you or see you or touch you. Feel your warmth. Feel protected and loved. I'm not saying there's not guys here trying to talk to me.. because there is but I just want you. And if I text you first I don't want to be bothering you.
Uma historia insuportável, bagunçada, mal estruturada e sem sentido, ops... Já ouvi essa história alguma vez.
I’m glad you told me, but wish I didn’t know: an autobiography of my greatest head fucks.
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there was nothing that I loved more than to lay my head on your chest and listen to your heartbeat I wonder if I will ever find someone to love me half as much as I loved you I yearn to have my heartbeat be someone's favorite song, to share our naked souls and swim in a sea of blissful passion maybe one day...
Chill af. Fuck feels.