Crying myself to sleep because my boyfriend doesn’t want to cuddle with me is my favorite way to end the night….
#sarcasm
i just want flowers. and romance.
here we go again.
i mean. it was out 1 year anniversary. no card. no flowers. no romance. no promise ring. that you have been saying you’d get me.
you thought by now i would have lowered my expectations.
missin this face tonight :/
all i want is flowers. given to me in a romantic gesture… 10 months. and nothing :[
panic attacks suck.
get me out of here.
i have never showed more self control in my life.
if i don’t move out of my parents house soon, i am gonna go ape shit.
“when are you gonna realize that you’re the one who makes all the drama?” - my mother.
stay positive. stay positive. stay positive. stay positive. stay positive. stay positive.
i cried myself numb.
fuck you.
you are not as awesome as you think you are. i am upset. and you smile and simply tell me that i am being silly.
GO FUCK YOURSELF.
if you would really rather be anywhere but with me, then why the fuck are dating me. and living with me.
FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU.
maybe i am going crazy because you are the shittiest boyfriend ever.
did you ever consider that maybe things aren’t perfect because of you too?
maybe if you were a good boyfriend you wouldn’t make me feel like shit all the time.
you know that i get mad when i’m hurt….you think i’m mad for no reason? maybe stop and think for a second about how much you fuck with me.
just…get out.
welp.
i should sell myself as human repellent.
my best friend wants as far away from me as possible.
my boyfriend lives for time away from me.
the friends i used to be close with give me awkward death glares.
just leave me the fuck alone.
