Cause' everybody dies but not everybody lives.

I wake up with chinky eyes.

You need to let go of me.

It’s too late for you to make me your friend.

It’s too late for you to make me happy.

I was the one who read everything you wrote.

Find somebody new.

Love.

To live life you have to fall in love. You have to experience the uniqueness. The joy. The comfort. The closure. Which eventually leads to the arguments. The pressure. The depression. The loss. And total shutdown. War leads to men and women shooting enemies and killing them. Arguments with siblings is over a toy or attitude adjustments.

But love.. love is it all. Emotions. Physique. Soul. Everything.

You’ll love your exboyfriend for weeks, months, even a year after a breakup. Love leaves you with that feeling. You don’t want to let go. You’re scared to go back out there. You convince your mind there is nobody else out there for you when in reality, you’re scared to restart.

To experience strength and life is to be in love. Once you’ve been in love in the passed, you’re on your way not to maturity.. but to your happiness. 

Starting Over

(via carlo0o0s)

:(

Just got home from school, internship & mall.

I had to buy black pants -_-

Make my butt weird and what not but I don’t want those guys to hit on me anyways.

I gotta leave to work soon :/ 

Working til 9.

Gonna eat at 10pm and shower like yesterday.

Workin’ hard for the money.

It feels good to be back, tumblr.

dreamlikestate:

(via carlo0o0s)

SO FUCKING SAD.

I had to fucking go on this so my friends on my new tumblr can’t read it and think I’m some psychotic freak.

You get the best of me.

I FUCKING HATE YOU FOR THAT.

It’s been a long time since we broke up and since you made it clear that you don’t care about me anymore. 

You turned me into your fucking stranger.

I hate how you insist on commenting shit I comment on.

Now I get notifications from you.

I hid you from my news feed.

I haven’t looked at your facebook since the first day you re-added me.

I JUST WANT TO LET YOU KNOW THAT YOU ARE THE ONLY GUY THAT I’VE EVER LOVED SO MUCH IN MY LIFE. YOU CHANGED MY LIFE AND CONTINUE TO CHANGE IT. MY FUTURE RELATIONSHIPS WILL NEVER BE THE SAME. I CAN’T EVEN LOOK AT A GUY. I CAN’T. YOU’RE ALWAYS IN MY MIND. I FEEL LIKE I CAN’T HOOK-UP CAUSE I’M NOT THAT KIND OF GIRL. I’D RATHER BE DEPRESSED AND LOVE YOU THEN HOOK-UP JUST CAUSE I’M LONELY. I’D RATHER BE LONELY THAN FAKE SOMETHING WITH SOMEONE ELSE. IT JUST REALLY BOTHERS ME HOW YOU DON’T GIVE A FUCK ABOUT ME. I COULD UNDERSTAND IF YOU LIKE WERE A PLAYER AND WE WERE TOGETHER FOR 2 MONTHS. NO. I WAS YOUR FIRST EVERYTHING. EVERY FUCKING THING THAT WAS YOUR FIRST HAS MY NAME WRITTEN ON IT SO I’LL BE IN YOUR LIFE NO MATTER WHAT. I JUST WISH YOU DIDN’T TURN ME INTO A STRANGER. BUT WHATEVER. I’LL KEEP MY HEAD UP HIGH. EVEN IF THERE ARE TEARS STREAMING DOWN MY FACE. IT WAS ALL FOR YOU. THAT’S ALL THAT MATTERED IN MY LIFE. JUST WANTED YOU TO KNOW THAT SHIT. 

You made me remember what it feels like to talk to you all day. To miss you and want to see you every time you replied to my text. It took everything of me to not tell you I miss you or I wanna see you soon. Or i love you. I really do wish we could be best friends inside. I feel like we both want that but it’s stopping us in a weird way. Whenever we talk which isn’t all the time, we open up alot. Today we flirted a lot at one point but then it just stopped and I thought to myself.. Even if we did hook up, I would still cry and miss you. It wouldn’t be enough. I’d rather have you as my boyfriend and tell you I love you then hook up with you and that’s it.