I can’t believe anyone would fall for someone like me.
Your anxiety might stop you from sending texts back right away and following through on certain plans, but it doesn’t stop you from loving with your whole heart.
I slammed the lid of my laptop closed. I must have been seeing things. I must have been overtired.
There were moments when doors unexplainably closed on their own, when strange orbs were seen in photographs, and when a ‘deafening scream’ was heard.
I am making fewer complaints. I am criticizing my reflection less. I am learning to change the pieces of myself that are adjustable and appreciate the pieces I am unable to nudge.
The easiest way to lose my interest is to act like you are emotionless. To text me after midnight and set plans at the last second.
If he misses work, it’s your fault for not waking him up. If he yells, it’s your fault for getting him angry. He refuses to take responsibility for his own actions.
I am going to block your number from my phone. I am going to delete you from every form of social media. I am going to become a ghost, a fading memory and a crumpled picture in your wallet.
You deserve someone who treats you with respect. Who handles arguments with class.
I never thought someone from Tumblr would be able to find me in the real world. I never thought I’d be woken up by an intruder inside of my double bolted apartment.