We can watch movies together and just cuddle on the couch. Nothing sexual, but just alone time together. You don’t have to dress up or anything. You can wear one of my shirts and wear shorts with your hair tied up. I’ll ignore all my phone calls and texts for you. And for fun, we can bake cookies and play some video games. If you’re tired, we can take a nap together and lay around being lazy. I just want to have one whole day with you to myself. No distractions.
We don't say "dating," we say "talking." Instead of saying "we're in a relationship," we say "we're a thing." We forgot "making love" and learned to say "fucking." It's no wonder our generation doesn't know the meaning of commitment.
i swear. being on tumblr makes these feelings stronger. and he isnt even doing anything… well i mean he is. we still talk a lot. for now. i dont expect it to last long, but all these cutesy pictures and shiit makes me miss the lazy days spent in bed watching movies, sitting around playing video games, the afternoons spent shooting around and talking about anything and everything. he really was one of my best friends. && sometimes more. fuckkk. maybe my friends were riight.. maybe i did kinda love him at one point. i was the stupid one that lost, and fell for him. even though i didnt matter as much as he mattered to me. and now he wants to skype tonight… fml. hopefully i dont break down after.
thank god he doesnt have a tumblr. shiit could get really awkward. ahahah
yo hoe! it's about the one you told me i should "give a chance" to. the i love you thing was just cause he was drunk. but just for future reference, i want him to know that he fell in love first. hahahahaha
hahha yeah i know… is your current one also about him? :/
i hate how i can go a year without seeing you and with one simple text and one simple song title your easily messing with my head and emotions from thousands of miles away all over again. i thought being isolated on a rock in the middle of the ocean and you leaving it would help make you mean less to me. && then when i least expect it…. POOF. you pop back up again. making me realize how much i cared about you and how much i hate that you know i cared too. i dont ever know how to read you. some days we were best friends and you cared, others i was just another girl for you to entertain yourself with till you went back to the girl you claimed to be in love with. that didnt last…. but i didnt expect it too. that would have required you to give up ALLL the girls you loved to have around to give you attention, and fulfill your needs. i was never one of those hoes, but it sucks that i cared for you but have no real idea what i ever ment to you so i just choose to pretend that i did matter… at least a little. even if ill never see you again.
fuckkkk boys that play with girls emotions. so frustrating. sorry needed to vent. ❤