I can be me without you.
But I’m already bored. And tired of it.
You make “me” so much better.
I’m so comfortable around you.
I’m gonna marry you someday.
but if you don’t want that…
I’m yours for whatever you want me.
Friends or lovers, just give me something to be yours forever.
I’d kiss the ground you walk on, but i’d rather kiss your lips so I can see that smile. That spark in your eyes. I hope you smile genuinely for me again someday.
I hope someday the thought of you being mine makes you smile again.
I won’t do it to your face, but in secret and to my friends back home, I beg for you and cry for you. I’m certainly not one to lose my dignity, but for you, I’d give anything.
|Girlfriend:||why did the chicken cross the road?|
|Me:||to get to the other side?|
|Her:||no. To get to the faggot's house.|
im still trying to comprehend how my ex-girlfriend went from being a cis-female (who wasn’t even a total dykey dyke) who identified as lesbian to a transguy who identifies as a gay man overnight
literally overnight i am not making this up
k guys cant wait for the social justice bloggers to hate me. idgaf this shit just came out of nowhere
like how do you just say yeah im actually a guy AND oh nvm i dont even like vagina i like men
how could you be confused about both
b o t h
shouldn’t have been surprised tho she cheated on me with a married couple
I just keep running
And keep wishing you’d chase me
Just like you used to
I just really wanna fuck right now~
Three years ago when I was 16 I snuck out the first Sunday morning around midnight in December of 2009 to go to my girlfriend-at-the-time’s house and on my way home at 5ish am I got a flat tire. I pulled over on the side of a highway entrance ramp and put on my emergency flashers. Called triple a and was waiting for them to put my spare on. My parents would’ve NEVER EVER known. But a cop pulls up behind me about fifteen minutes before they get there. He asks me if I’m okay and I said yes. He asked me for my license and I gave it to him because they “have to keep record of everyone they talk to”—(do they even have to do that? Doubtful, but ANYWAY) he saw I was only 16 and was out waayyy past curfew. He demanded my mom’s phone number and I reluctantly gave it to him, in tears. And my mom got so mad at me she nearly killed me when I got home. But here is the exquisite twist. That asshole demanded to know where I was before I got my flat tire. I told him a friend’s house. He demanded my girlfriend’s address and telephone number! HE SAID I could go to juvy for not giving him the info. There’s no god damn way looking back on it that he could’ve. What a fucking dick. HE THEN WENT to my girlfriend’s front door! Needless to say her parents were PISSED because they’re also super-catholic and didn’t want us seeing each other ever again. That officer ruined my life that night. My mom didn’t want me to be gay/hated it at that time/killed me for trying to see my girlfriend. I wish I would’ve gotten his name so I could write him a very strongly-worded letter. I understand that he probably has kids of his own and would want to know where his kids were given the situation. But the fact that he screamed at me until I broke down crying makes me want to punch him in his ugly-ass face. Fuck you, Delphos police.
this year i got a girlfriend, a job, and a cat
wtf did you do with your year
I should rly clean my room since my girlfriends coming over tomorrow and this is like the worst my room has ever been
And we’re moving in together next yr so I don’t want her to think I’m a nasty
O well I’ll do it later I am just going to continue to watch season 2 of breaking bad
Relationships are like business investments. If you put all your money into one company and it fails, you lose everything. If you put all your love and trust into one person and they let you down, you’re completely devastated. There’s just nothing left.
in the past, i’ve had relationships ranging from just 6 weeks to about 7 months, both of which aren’t very long. i’m so used to being in a relationship for a few months and then when flaws get exposed one of us leaves. (granted, it was less about flaws and more about the fact that we weren’t right for each other AT ALL, but still).
because for the first like 6 months to a year of a relationship i feel, is just the stage where you don’t see flaws within your relationship at all, it’s just perfect because it’s new and you’re in love.
and now that i’ve been with cierra for longer than i’ve been with anyone else i’m finally learning how to love someone through things that might bother me or upset me or anything else
and it sucks because she’s taught me that love isn’t always a fairy tale or what happens in the movies,
because we’re both human and humans make mistakes and humans cry over things that shouldn’t be cried about and get mad over things that shouldn’t be worth it.
so, love isn’t a fairy tale.
but in the end, it’s even more beautiful because there’s room for humanity. and what’s love without a little friction?
you can’t appreciate the good if you don’t have the bad. that’s one constant theme resounding throughout humanity, and as true as it is for everything else, it’s true for love, too.