☻ Bad in the head but good in bed ☻Queen of Kawaii
how do you respectfully tell a girl that she has an open invitation to sit on your face
I guess we’re over but it doesn’t hurt anymore. It was toxic, truly. He treated me sooooo shitty and everyone knew it including me, but I loved him so I stayed like a damn puppy. Just like I said I wouldn’t. I still love him. But I’m not crying for it. You can’t water a dead relationship. He never trusted me in the first place. I don’t care anymore.
You told me you loved me and you found someone else. It makes me sick to my stomach to think about what you do when I’m not around. I knew this would happened but you made it seem like it’d be okay. And I believed you. GODDAMNIT I BELIEVED YOU. This really is the end for us isn’t it? God. I never thought it’d hurt this bad.
I was never worth anything to you was I? And now you left me damaged as fuck to pick up the pieces myself. I should have gone to the hospital that day. I shouldn’t have gone out that night. This all could have been avoided. I wish I never fucking met you.