07.11.2014

Sometimes, I tell myself that no matter how angry I am, if that person walks through that door, back into my life, I would let it go. Because in that moment, they care more for me than they do their pride and themselves. In that moment..

I would forgive anything.

But nobody came to save me.

And I hated and hated and hated.

07.07.2014

On the real though..

Going through tumblr just makes me depressed sometimes. Places I haven’t been, but too poor to visit. Girls with ridiculous bodies and nice clothes. Guys that don’t really exist in real life/are douche bags. Houses I wish I lived in. Oh, and emo ass quotes. Those are killer. I’m not a sad person, but god damn tumblr. Step your positivity and optimism up.

Bitch, don’t kill my vibe.