:/
Buying dees right meow
- Single for a year
- Start dating someone
- Really like him
- Every man on the face of the earth hits on me
I’m dying. Are you dying, too?
Can you feel? Are those feelings real?
When you love someone, you fight for them. Right?
I’ve spent my entire evening listening to The Drums and feeling sorry for myself.
I spent all day watching Law & Order and feeling worse.
This is gonna be a rough few months. Expect to hear me bitch a lot, guys.
Half of me wants to wait, the other half doesn’t think it’s worth it.
It’d help if I knew you thought it was worth it. It’d help if you’d say anything at all.
I’m desperately searching for a sign that you care. Funny, how familiar this feeling is.
Falling, falling, falling, crash.
It feels like you’re not even bothered by this. I guess you’re about as empty as I am, but I can’t stand your attitude. What am I supposed to do? Wait?
With just a few words, my heart sinks to my stomach. I am empty. I’m in no mood for I-told-you-sos and criticizism, so rather than divulge what lingers, I’ll use the tired excuse of being tired.
I wish you actually gave a damn about what happens to you.
The second you leave, my heart sinks to my stomach.
I’d be content in your arms forever.