Found this while looking for fridges at Sears.
How could this happen? You were my everything you still are. We said we would work through this and then you only change your mind 2 weeks later. I told you to just break up with me that night and not do this exact thing. Because it fucking hurts. I hurt so badly. It seems like you are doing just fine though. You say you love me as much as you do and maybe you’re just better at hiding your emotions than I am. Even though I am good at that. I just want you back. I can’t bear to see you with anyone else. I want to fucking marry you. I want to go on all these adventures with you. Just do life with you and grow old with you. I want it to be me and you against the world. I have spilled my heart out to you over the past few days. I have finished the song I was working on for you. I wrote you a really long love letter begging you to forgive me and work through this and not give up. I wrote you a long list of all the reasons why I love you. I brought you flowers and your favorite meal from taco bell. I waited 2 hours outside of your work to pick you up because I couldn’t sleep and I was to excited to see you. That 45 minuets with you made everything seem just a bit better. That hug I got when I got out of the car when you came out of work. It seems like you miss me. I miss you more than life itself. I would do and have done everything I could possibly do for you. I would go to the ends of the earth for you just to prove how much I love you. These last 6 months with you have felt like years of being together. It hurts so much because this just came out of nowhere. The day after our 6 months. I had a date all planned out go to your favorite restaurant dress nice for you and then take you to our spot give you my love letter I wrote and sing you the song I have been working on you. You’re all I want in life and so much more. I love you more than anything Lexy. I know you’re never going to see this but It just helps me when I write about it and helps me get this off my chest. You said you need time to think so I have pretty much left you alone. It’s so hard to not just text you or call you or drive over to your house to see you or wait for you before you go into work or after you get off just to see your beautiful face. I just need you back. I want you in my arms and I want to know everything will be okay. Lexy baby please come back to me. I love you more than anything in this world and you have my whole heart forever and always babe. I promised you that.
I want you. I want to throw you against a wall, wrap your legs around my waist and kiss you. Kiss you until we have to stop to catch our breaths. I want you and only you. I want to take you on road trips that lead us to pulling over on the side of the road because we can’t keep our hands off each other. I want you and your flaws. I want your messy makeup from teary eyes as I hold you and talk to you about life. I want the 3am phone calls because you can’t sleep at night. I want to be yours and only yours. I want to taste all your cooking, even if it’s not good, even if it’s experimenting I’d have you cook every meal for the rest of my life. I want you. I want my trembling hands to grab your waist and dance with you in the middle of an empty room. I want to struggle on days when I can’t see you. I want to fight about meaningless stuff that will lead to meaningful sex. I want you. I want your hand to rest on my forearm as we enter a party, so I can reassure you that you are safe with me. I want to sing to you in the shower and have you shut me up with kisses because we both know I’m no singer. I want the ups and downs, the winter and summer days. I want you and only you… —
oh my god yes
(Source: h0pefulkid-withaninkedupheart, via intoxicatetheyouth)
it scares me that you never know what someone is thinking or feeling towards you and everything that they say could be one massive lie
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I go through phases. Somedays I feel like the person I’m supposed to be, and then somedays, I turn into no one at all. There is both me and my silhouette. I hope that on the days you find me and all I am are darkened lines, you still are willing to be near me. — Mary Kate Teske (via weaverofstars)
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I’m sorry, I’m awful, I’ve just felt so terribly destructive all week. It’s awful. I’m horrible. — J.D. Salinger, Franny and Zooey (via exoticwild)
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