It’s like you’re screaming, and no one can hear. You almost feel ashamed, that someone can be that important. That without them, you feel like nothing. No one will ever understand how much it hurts. You feel hopeless, like nothing can save you. And when it’s over and it’s gone. You almost wish you can have all that bad stuff back, so that you can have the good.
girls are amazing i just watched my friend change 8 times before picking an outfit you girls are so dedicated to looking good i can’t believe there are men out there sitting in their cum stained sweatpants trying to tell you what you’re allowed to wear
I find it so funny that my ex-boyfriend’s good friend hates one of my good friends because she’s leading on one of his friends and he’s “too good of a guy to go un-noticed like that because he actually loves her” when I’m literally the female version of his friend. But when it’s my ex-boyfriend doing it to me its totally chill. Like fuck you, you’re all fucked up pieces of shit who can’t tell the difference between respect and a toilet. I fucking hate people. God damn.