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No matter how I answer, it’s my fault…. FALSE.
You my friend, my ex boyfriend, the one who still holds my heart with unbearably tight hands, ask questions that I can’t answer, that you don’t want me to answer.
I’m beginning to realize that the truth hurts you more than it hurts me.
Don’t worry, I’m not you, I would never use it against you, asshole.
Have fun with whomever is taking my place tonight. I can’t wait to get your text tomorrow morning about how much you miss me… especially because (dammit) I miss you too.
I believe in fate.
Even on my bad days,
I believe.

my life.
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As the cliche goes, there’s this guy (or girl I suppose, this is tumblr :]) and we’re friends.. which is the problem. Just friends. He has a girlfriend and I’ve done a fantastic job avoiding meeting her but that doesn’t make her disappear. I never want to be the other women and I try to distance myself from things that involve their relationship. But we’re friends… actually really good friends. Let’s just call him Ryan.
Things I didn’t want to do today: Help Ryan pick out a diamond bracelet for his girlfriend for Christmas.
Things I did today: Helped Ryan pick out a diamond bracelet for his girlfriend for Christmas.
Maybe it’s pointless to make a tumblr. It’s not that I don’t have something interesting to say it’s just… who is listening? This is my 3rd day posting. I’m an undergrad without a job who misses her parents and is excited for thanksgiving. What’s your story?

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I’m beginning to believe that there is better out there for me. I just started school again. Moved away from my family and ended a long relationship. But then we ended up at schools within a couple miles of each other! What?? No way! How does that happen??! Honestly, I don’t know. At first I couldn’t have been happier to have him so close and now… now I need to grow up. Now I must move forward. Now I see that I can be treated respectfully. I know I’m better.
I met someone. He makes me smile. He makes me laugh and feel safe. I wonder now… is this what is meant to be?
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