Woke up next to two of my best friends snuggling (who are a couple) and instantly thought of this.
| Hannah on study night: | |
| [takes my beer away] “You can have this back when you eat. Hey, can you pass me my backpack?” | |
| Me: | Ahhh, I can't! I need the beer for strenght! |
I’m glad he didn’t call me back. Hannah was right. I wasn’t ready, I’m not ready. This shows he still wants to be in control. Or maybe he’s hurting, either way, I’m too fucked up to deal with this shit right now. Unfortunate timing, ‘cause in a couple of weeks the streets will be flooded with naive promises of young love and I will be trying very hard to be happy for my friends and not show them that I’m actually still really hurt by those promises and how broken they are now. And that, no, I swear, I don’t want anyone and I don’t want anything because I’m NOT ready for anything. And some days, nothing feels good. #Such is life.
Basically, I wish that you loved me
I wish that you needed me
I wish that you knew when I said two sugars,
Actually I meant three
I wish that without me your heart would break
I wish that without me you’d be spending the rest of your nights awake
I wish that without me you couldn’t eat
I wish I was the last thing on your mind before you went to sleep
Nicest thing by Kate Nash </3
no one here wants to fight me like you do.
combat, baby. come back, baby.
yes, yes, yes. staring at the phone won’t make it ring anymore than sitting down for a chat will prove you’ve changed.
(Source: s-u-b-s-t-a-n-c-e)
