I hate love. Love sucks. I fell in love once and it was great. We talked every day and every night. We stayed up late til 3 in morning talking about random things. We played twenty questions and before we went to bed, we said “I love you”. We had pet names, I would call him “my love” and he would call me “babe” or my absolute favorite - “baby girl”. He was my world and, from what he told me, I was his world too. He said that he loved talking to me and that I lit up his face when we talked. Then one night, it all stopped. He stopped talking to me, he wouldn’t message me back. It hurt because he just left me hanging and didn’t even tell me that we were through. Even though that was over the summer, I still cry over him every once in awhile. I cried for three days when I knew for sure he wasn’t going to talk to me again. Love hurts. I wish I knew that before I fell in love for the first time. I dream about what things would be like if he still loved me like I still love him. I hate that I love him. #lovehurts #fucklove #fuckyoujake #ineverwantedtocrybutidid #kmn #ihatelove #imsuchababyforcryingoverhim
Tell me about it. #storyofmylife #lifeisabitch #theworldisashittyplace
"If this room was burnin, I wouldn’t even notice because you’ve been taking up my mind with your little white lies"