So He's Finally Accepted It
Me: This conversation is ridiculous. Stop being really really ridiculously good looking. MM: The only way I can do that is if I go to the ocean to fight gods lion and he eats my face. Me: I don’t own a lion what are you talking about? MM: You let it go in the ocean thats why? You are supposed to be omnipotent. You are the worst god ever. Me: I am so omnipotent. I don’t care. ...
I always knew that this was going to happen, I said unblinking, eyes glued to the phone in my hand. The floor felt cold, the winter chill seeping through the woven rug, stabbing the flesh on my back. That what was going to happen? came his message, short to signal impending sleep. I sighed. A tight knot slowly building up around the edges of my heart, like a ball of hair caught in a finger. And...
I just wanted you to be jealous
MM: You would leave me for a box of cereal if it beckoned you. I suppose this will be the last chance I have to remind you to get cereal before you actually get it. So yea, get cereal. Me:Haha got it ! Thanks for reminding me. Don’t be silly! Cereal doesn’t have hands to beckon with. MM: No but it has a way of making you do ridiculous things. I want second to second...
A slut is someone, usually a woman, who’s stepped outside of the very narrow...– Jaclyn Friedman (via cultureofresistance)
And I’ll watch while you’re lowered Down to your deathbed And...– Bob Dylan
There's no way I won't love you
This is why I hate not being with you. You tell me that you’re fine. You’ve just had a hard day and I can’t be there to comfort you. And it keeps me up at night. This sadness in my heart at the thought of you alone, in your room, and I feel terrible that somehow you’ve made me believe that I could make you feel better, because what if I can’t? What if no matter how...
of never growing up
I realised something tonight. I haven’t changed one bit. I still tell people the truth. I still trust people. I still get insecure. I still fall in love too quickly. I still lie for fear of getting in trouble. I’m still as sensitive as I always was. But I’m okay with that because I don’t want to wake up one day and forget what it was like when I was young. And not afraid...
And now he is sending me songs
that he doesn’t share with anyone. And now he’s asking me for 9 syllable lines. And now he’s asking me what I think. And now I’m falling in love with him all over again. And all because he whispers I love you when he thinks I’m asleep. And all because he wakes me up at 3am for cuddles. And all because he sings me grin inducing songs. And all because I...
RT @paulocoelho: Solving problems often requires taking sides. We can’t be impartial forever