I am over putting this fake smile on every fucking day, when I know the night before I was up all night crying. I am over trying to please everyone just to keep myself busy. I need a clear night and I need to get away. I don’t know why I still care, I don’t even understand why I can’t just move on. I just want one night of peace. I want one day where I don’t have to sit here and pretend to be happy so that people won’t worry. I want one fucking day where I don’t think of throwing my car into a ditch on my way to work, or home at night. I want one night where I don’t lie awake all night waiting for your name to pop up on my phone, knowing that it won’t; and the tears that come when it hits about 4 am and I finally realize that I’m not on your mind. I just want some peace.
please.
No one understands why we run back to the ones who hurt us the most, but until you are in that situation you don’t know what it feels like. We don’t run back because we are stupid, or because we don’t realize that we deserve better. When you try to move on nothing feels right anymore. Everything is brand new, everything is strange and unfamiliar. We run back because it’s a familiar place, it’s a familiar feeling. It’s comfortable; It is like home.
I wanna go home.
This is my attempt to be sexy with a lip bite; now so much. I’m so awkward haha
Vodka is seriously the end of my morals.
hahah just kidding, let’s look at my face please :)
;)
Fuck you.
Can you tell I’m new at this? ahahaha
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