What I Really Wanted To Say... @tobelovedbyone - Tumblr Blog

prettygirlthatsparkles

nosleeptbh

twitterlols

sadobama

“youre old enough to make appointments yourself now”

androginking

When You First Come Out w/ @toomuchducky

oisynbly

Let her have the gayke!

theheartisalonelyhunter

This is so cute and nice

m4d-minute

the gentle “it’s me, I’m gay”

prideprejudce

she weaponized her gag gift im crying

timbllr

gaypeopletwitter

marauders4evr

It occurs to me that there are people who weren’t on this website in 2012 and therefore never saw the magical gif that you can actually hear:

It’s been over five years and that still impresses the hell out of me.

richie-hoezier85

withvaldezindisneyland

no offence but generation Z kids are a thousand times funnier than us depressed millennials

I don’t know if I’ll ever feel like I was good enough for you. My heart hurts when I think about it, still. I see your face in pictures, you’re smiling...actually smiling now a days and I know she’s one of the reasons you are...

I think I have a hard time looking at old pictures, realizing your smile was worn. You were worn. I wore you down and I swear I never meant to. I will never be able to confess and apologize for all I did, or ever receive confirmation or an apology from you for all the damage we both did to one another. My heart feels like it’s sinking into my stomach. There’s parts of me that will always love you. Parts of me I will never be able to get rid of. Flashbacks and memories, knowing that I used to stand in the place that Kristin does now. I wish we were good for one another. I wish things could have worked. I held on so tightly to you because I just couldn’t stop loving you. And to this day, that hasn’t changed. It’s hard to have glimpses of you doing your new life with someone that isn’t me. It’s hard to go to events and not have a cooperative plan between one another. I guess I just really miss you. And i told myself I wouldn’t come back, that I healed. But I don’t think I really ever did. And I’m not sure I ever will. It doesn’t feel like it at least. I guess I just wish i wanted to know that I was enough, and that Kristin is not just a better version of me. I need some kind of confirmation that you didn’t replace me with a better replica because she literally dresses, talks, and has the same hair color as me. Should I feel flattered or sad? Mostly sad. I’m mostly sad. My heart hurts. Sometimes I just wish you would have said something. Because you were the one who always kept it together and I was the one who was willing to walk away. And then when it was over, you gave up...forever. But I never did. I never fucking did.

I get to see one of my favorite people in two days. I don’t want to get my hopes up but my heart is like palpitating trying to contain my excitement.