Or biting their nails
I get addicted to people
I got addicted to you
I got addicted to the enthusiasm in your voice when you talk about music
The warmth radiating off your body when I was snugly molded into your side
I got addicted to your imperfect smile and the feeling of your lips
I got addicted to the way you said my name
I didn’t want to face the effects of withdrawal
You are by far worse than any drugs I could ever take
i want to take baths with you and hold your dumb hand and rent movies and watch those movies in your bed in our underwear at like 3 in the morning and i want to kiss your stupid face and cook you food and maybe fuck 7 times a night idnno
You’re going to be okay.
Maybe he doesn’t love you. Maybe he doesn’t even like you. Fuck him, then. You deserve better. It hurts now, and it’s gonna hurt for a while. It’s gonna hurt to listen to those fourteen tracks he put on your mix tape. It’s gonna hurt to look at him. It’s gonna hurt to hear his name. But one day, it’ll start to hurt a little less. You’ll realize he wasn’t the one for you. You’re going to be okay.
Maybe you didn’t get picked for the job. Maybe you weren’t even considered. Fuck them, then. You’re going to go further. It stings now, and it’s gonna sting for a while. It’s gonna hurt your wallet. It’s gonna hurt your pride. It’s gonna hurt your ego. But one day, it’ll stop stinging. You’ll realize it wasn’t the job for you. You’re going to be okay.
Maybe you didn’t get accepted. Maybe you weren’t even waitlisted. Fuck that college, then. You’re going to make something of yourself without them. It hurts now, and it’s gonna hurt for a while. It’s gonna hurt to see your best friend admitted. It’s gonna hurt to drive by that campus. It’s gonna hurt to see her get so excited to go, and leave you behind. But one day, it’ll start to hurt a little less. You’ll realize it wasn’t the place for you. You’re going to be okay.
I know it’s hard to believe, but you’re going to be okay. Keep your head up- or don’t. Struggle to keep going and barely get by. That’s okay. You’re going to make it either way. You’re going to be okay.
"I thought you were different. I was wrong. And I look fucking stupid for believing every lie you told."
im always either sleep deprived, sex deprived, food deprived or all of the above
ppl who randomly message u on the tumble are the best kind of ppl even if they’re just bein all like ‘hello!’ because its like omg hi hello person wow someones talking to me this is the best day ever
i get like 10 hellos a day because of this post
No one ever messages me. 😒
I got seven hellos & hi’s the last time i reblogged this
Lol people don’t talk to me here either 😩
If you ever see a bad picture of yourself just think about sunsets
Have you ever tried to take a picture of a sunset with a crappy camera? It turns out like shit. I mean that could be the most beautiful sunset you’ve ever seen in your life and the photo looks gross.
That doesn’t mean the sunset isn’t breathtaking, it just means the camera can’t contain it’s beauty.
You are a gorgeous motherfucking sunset never forget that