I don’t know if I should give up, or keep trying. Because no matter how hard I try, nothing changes; You still don’t understand how I feel.
(via theblogyoulove)
I know that you are worried about me and him, but he isn’t you. You are my boyfriend, the one who I love with all my heart and he filling the void from one of my other good guy friends leaving, I have no interest in him. I hang out with him lots because I can never hang out with you and we are always bored. I just am worried this is going to bug you but I couldn’t stop being friends with him just because you don’t like it, I’m sorry..
(via theblogyoulove)
I want you to hug me from behind, unexpectedly. I want you to give me your hoodie when I’m cold. I want you to hold me and keep me warm. I want you to cuddle with me and watch movies. I want you to kiss me in the rain. I want you hold my hands and play with my fingers. I want you play with my hair. I want you to take amazing photos with me. I want you to come to my house and meet my family. I want you to lay in my bed with me and just hold me. I want you to let me dress you up and make you look silly. I want you to tell your friends everyday how much you love me. I want you to write me songs and poems. I want you to watch the sunrise with me. I want you to give me piggy back rides daily. I want you to kiss my nose. I want you to wipe my tears away. I want you to swim in the ocean with me. I want you to tell me you miss me. I want you to drop everything and hug me tight. I want you to take pictures of us. I want you to take me on a picnic. I want you to snuggle with me in the movie theaters. I want you to squeeze me as hard as you can when you hug me. I want you to smile ever single time you see me. I want you to know how much I love you. I just, want you.
(via thezombiewearspink, cmbaaaaby)
I wish things were still the same. It hurts knowing that you aren’t fighting for me. I miss you.
(via theblogyoulove)
(via crisspy, istheresomethingicouldsay)
We all have that boy; he’s the boy we try to pretend we aren’t looking for as we make our way to class. He’s the boy that we lie about and claim to not care about anymore. He’s the boy that gives you the cliché butterflies, complete with the weakness in the knees. He’s the boy we’re thinking about as we read this. I think every single girl has this boy, and every single girl will remember him forever - he’s not the one for us, but he’ll always be somewhere in our hearts.
(via thezombiewearspink, dearcourtt)
All my homeworks are half-baked…well, except Chemistry. Although I’m not quite sure of my answer. Meh. Whatever.
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