I like your butt. Okay? Okay. :3
Do something worth remembering . Don't be like the rest of 'em, darling! ♥
I wasn’t in love with you. I’m not heart broken that you’re gone. I’m doing pretty well. I’m just lonely.
I knew from day one that you weren’t someone I’d want to be with forever. Just for the time being. So I never let you into my heart. But I spent every day with you for a year and a half and I became attached. I’m just lonely. My problem is finding something to do with myself now. But I’m not crying and I’m not acting like this is the end of the world. I knew better than that.
Can someone please come cuddle me and eat s’mores with me and drink soda with me? We can lay down and watch a movie and you can give me kisses on my face and neck and I’ll scratch your back and we can make weird faces and post crazy pics on Instagram. Please?
I no longer give a fuck about tumbling in public. I’m just scrolling, anyone see anything they like, speak up.
You’re so manipulative. Why am I crying? You were wrong; you’re at fault here.
I feel so conflicted. I should be mad at you for what happened. You put your hands on me and I defended myself. Then we ended. But I’ve calmed down and now I just wonder. Are you okay? I know I hurt you. Are you still mad? Where do we go from here?
I’m trying to think of this as a positive thing. I know I shouldn’t want to be back with you. What happened was terrible and I should know better than to put myself in that position again.
Again, I’m trying to think that this is a positive thing. Maybe it was meant to happen. Maybe I’m not supposed to be with you. My life has been looking up recently. I got my job a few months ago. I’m finding ways to get back into college soon. I’m getting my bar tending license this week. A car soon. Maybe an apartment with some friends. Maybe dropping you from the equation was meant to happen…
I want to tumble while in my bar tending class but I’m afraid someone might look over as I’m scrolling past something only us tumblrs understand. *sigh*
I knew this was going to happen. I knew it. About a month ago I posted my relationship is just going to shit. I felt it. I knew that my boyfriend was getting more physical when we argue and I knew our relationship was going to end in a fight. But, after being choked four times tonight and having a busted lip, why can’t I bring myself to calling the police? What am I waiting for?
I am really tired after working and all I want to do is go to my boyfriends house and cuddle.
I want him to cuddle me and rub my head and kiss my nose and forehead and touch my butt a little. Then he could play xbox while I read my book. Then we could cuddle some more until we fell asleep.
But we aren’t talking right now. *sighs to death*
I’m exhausted and I need cuddles and kisses. );
I’m running low on reads so I’m headed to the bookstore on Saturday. Any recommendations?
Happy Easter, lovely tumblr-ers! And if you do not celebrate Easter, Happy Sunday! Love you all! (: ♥
My dog is a little asshole.
I just got home from work and I ordered some food to go. I was sitting in my kitchen eating it and my dog came over to beg. I told her to go somewhere so she went and sat by her food bowl. So I told her to go somewhere else so she walked up to me, slapped my leg with her paw, and went and sat in the doorway of the kitchen and glared at me.