Attending American University.
I post the most random shit about my life

Everything I did was because I love you.
Up until now.
Everything I do is because I need to love me again.
I’m sorry.

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I would honestly be a lot less messed up if you didn’t tell me those things that night. But then I would never get the closure. But I’m so screwed up in the head… that I’m oddly okay with not getting the closure. Cause this seems endless and I’m just fucking sick of missing you.

I’m fucking sick of going to places where you kissed me and have this sinking feeling in my gut. I’m fucking sick of knowing that there isn’t any part of my body you haven’t touched because it will always be a constant reminder. I’m fucking sick of seeing you in every guy I meet now.

And I’m a fucking hypocrite. I can’t explain how I feel this way and then that way. I’m fucking scared you’ll meet someone you’ll open up to besides me. I’m fucking scared I lost my best friend. I’m fucking scared I’ll never allow anyone that much power over my wellbeing again.

TL;DR Don’t ever ever ever date your best friend.


It’s not about wanting you in my life anymore, it’s about me. You care for me so well and so much that I have forgotten to care for myself. Splitting up does not mean anything. It’s a selfish decision, I know. Unless I work to improve on myself, I don’t think I deserve you.


kissing is great

but wow when you get to kiss someone you have feelings for and you’ve wanted to kiss them for the longest time and you get to stroke their face and you’re so aware of their body and how nice their lips feel

(via kukulov3)

I remember once I asked for a kiss. You said no because there were children around. But you kissed me anyways after you said no.

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I remember one time, before we were together, we were both high out of our minds. I told you the one secret I never even felt comfortable enough to share with BKG. And despite my state, I knew I could trust you with every fiber in my body. And I know you’ve never trusted someone before as much as you trusted me.
You still take care of me when I’m drunk. You still listen to me cry. You still care. You still love me.
How is it possible for everything to just go to shit like this?

Tonight, I miss you again.
I don’t sleep early anymore. I’m scared that I’ll just lay in bed and replay all our memories.
So, it’s easier for me to just pass out than force myself to sleep. It’s less painful.

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"Time heals all wounds." Has not enough time passed yet? Because I still ache.

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I use to sing “I won’t say I’m in love” from Hercules in the shower because that was how I felt about our relationship. I wish I could feel that way again.

February 01 2014 · 04·58 pm · Anonymous asked: how do you find out about so many raves?

Friends. Namely Wendy Li.

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One time we were sleeping next to each other and I told you that I was cold because you took all the blanket and you pulled me against your chest, wrapped your arms around me, and asked “better?” all while you were half awake.

I can honestly say I’ve never felt more content than that moment.

Damn, I miss you.

You will fall in love with me. Then, just months later, you will fall out. I will pretend the entire time that I don’t know it’s coming.
Miles Walser, excerpt from “A Sonnet of Invented Memories”  (via brysen)

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Hard to sit here and be close to you, and not kiss you.
F. Scott Fitzgerald, Tender is the Night  (via darkcallings)

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December 31 2013 · 02·29 pm · Anonymous asked: where do you and your friends shop! you guys have such nice fashion!

Omg is this a serious question? I havent gotten one in like 2 years LOL. Thanks though!

They like shopping at AA, Urban, F21, H&M, and thrift shops.  We’re really not that fashionable.  I, on the other hand, spend a lot of money at Delias, Nastygal, Tobi, ASOS, and Modcloth.

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