It may be cold now, and it may seem like it will never be warm again. But summer WILL come. The sun WILL shine. And the warmth WILL come back.
I hope
I used to feel at home whenever I talked to you. But now it’s more like when you check into a motel; familiar, yet cold and neglected.
Things Change #3 // @im.not.living.im.surviving on ig
Sometimes I wonder if you even want to be my friend. You never seem to want to talk to me, so why not take it one step farther?
Å.G.P.
When you came, my nightmares turned to dreams. But when you left, my daydreams became my nightmares.
I want my dreams back
And when you’re finally happy, you’re scared. Because every time you feel happy, something bad happens and ruins it.
When will things ACTUALLY get better? {via idoubtanyonecares}
Every night I find myself staring at my ceiling… Just thinking about you. And every night I just come to the same realizations. If you cared about me, you would be texting me instead of her. If you cared about me, you would try to make our conversations last longer. If you cared about me, you would talk to me even if there were other people to talk to.
But you don’t care about me…. Not anymore.
I wonder what it would feel like to not be sad all the time. To believe in yourself. To trust people when they say they care about you. To reply with something other than “Fine” when people ask you how you’re doing. To wake up in the morning and not have your first thought be “I don’t want to do this anymore”
//Å.G.P.// (via idoubtanyonecares)
i posted this almost a year and a half ago. things have gotten so much better than they were back then. i know that many of the people who read this felt the same way i did at the time due to the amount of notes it has. i hope that some of them/you are also doing better now. even if it's not by much.
I know what it feels like now.
How am I supposed to move on when every time I try you just start flirting with me again.
I keep going back to you
I used to be your first choice. But then she came along. I don’t blame you for choosing her though. She’s so perfect, and I’m so….Me…
No Longer a First choice {via idoubtanyonecares}
If I were to stop talking.. would anyone even notice?
I Doubt It. // @im.not.living.im.surviving on ig
right
we won’t forget each other, right?
"Why haven't you given up on me yet?"•Å.G.P.•All poems/quotes are original unless reblogged or I say that they aren't.
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