*gets 5 notes on a post* this is it this is the big one
the first person that masturbated must have been like YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
Uuh… it’s hard to explain, it’s a burden that just appears out of nowhere and fucks you up for days. Ignoring it is not easy. It takes over you and even tends to distort your perception of reality turning it into a living nightmare. It’s awful and terrifying.
Ahhhh this has been an awesome weekendddddddd
I like drinking coffee alone, and reading alone.
I like riding the bus alone, and walking home alone.
It gives me time to think, and set my mind free.
I like eating alone, and listening to music alone.
But when I see a mother with her child;
A girl with her lover;
Or a friend laughing with their best friend;
I realize that even though I like being alone
I don’t fancy being lonely.
have you ever just looked at someone and thought, my fucking god i love you. i love every goddamn ounce. i love your bones and your soul. but I’m a loser, who just doesn’t wanna lose you. i can lose fucking everything, but not you. oh god. not you.
I’m actually really bad at this stuff but oh well
OK so this is Mae. And we are tumblr buddies. yay!
We’ve been talking for the past 228 days now ( yea i count shush)….She’s this really amazing friend and I can’t thank her enough for what she’s done for me. She’s always been there to help me.Always. She helped me through such terrible times,and she always makes me smile.I tell her almost everything and we talk non stop which is not a good thing btw and i keep telling her that we should stop but she never listens. What a bitch!
I don’t even know how to say this anymore….so, I’m suicidal. I recently tried to kill myself and I was admitted to the hospital. She thought I had died and did a whole funeral thing for me. I am a horrible friend for doing this to her i know. But yea…
Mae you’re like the best friend I never had. I don’t know how to thank you for what you’ve done for me.
PS I am so sorry for making you cry all the time.
PPS I love you munchkin! Never forget that :)
Do you ever get like super vulnerable late at night that you just want to spill your heart out and say how you feel because you’ve been holding it in for so long and you just need some ventilation and there’s just something about two in the morning that makes me lose my filter and say the things I would never have the guts to say when the sun is up.