I Can Handle Being Treated Like Shit Over And Over Again, But I Can Not Handle You Leaving Me

Call me manipulative, but I want someone to reach their hand out to me when I start to walk away.

I want to feel like I'm worth running after. I want to feel like I'm wanted.

y'know, oblivious. blissfully unaware. i'll give you some credit, though. i'm in a better mood. surprise, surprise ":^[

– ✘

i try to not confront certain things, especially if it’s negative. i act “blissfully unaware” in that sense.

what’s got you in such a good mood?

how do i care about someone without my entire existence revolving around them or is that just my default setting forever

it sucks so much to be so desperate to feel loved, yet so incapable of beliving i deserve it...

the feelings i have arent anything new,, ive just been in denial for a while.. not the trauma feelings, the other ones..

-⛓

i understand.

i hope all goes well, but i feel uncomfortable on your behalf to continue talking about this publicly. this is dangerously information to give to the public.

however. we can continue talking, if you’d like.

breakfast? what’s that?

( this is a joke, i had two cookies and a dr pepper for breakfast. )

Honestly it probably isn’t that far off from one considering how often i’m stalking your account/hj but enough about that. Do you have any favorite people? Can I pretty please be one?

-🌀

i suppose you could.

and awe, you stalk my accounts? i’m flattered.

trying to envision the pout you've got plastered on while trying to refute my words. reveling in it.

– ✘

i don’t pout, jimmy. i’m a grown man.

If you saw how much you might be a little more concerned than flattered, but i can’t complain.

And yay! I love it when my obsessions acknowledge me tehe

-🌀

who said i wouldn’t be even more flattered?

i’m so deeply curious about this anon…

small world, huh, captain? 'm sure you could connect the dots. use that pretty head of yers.

...looks like you've picked up after yourself these days. wonder if you're still as easy as you used to be.

– ✘

easy? what ever do you mean? “picked up after myself”? connect the dots?

oh, now i’m more curious then ever.

this is turning into a vent blog, and i hate it. i’m supposed to stay happy, and blissful, and the one people can depend on.

i’m a sorry excuse for a captain.