Turns out I didn’t lose him because I did something wrong or because he was bored

He was troubled and the only thing that made him feel better was the weed, which I frowned upon

He has to figure things out on his own now


is it just bad that i want a boyfriend who’s like my best friend, one to live with in a cute apartment with a dog and cuddles and talks at three in the morning and morning kisses


I will never respect a girl who comes between a relationship
but I haven’t even less respect for the fuck nigga who allowed it



There’s two types of anger one is dry and the other wet and basically wet anger is when your eyes water and your voice shakes and I hate that cause I feel weak when I’m crying while angry I like dry anger when your face is like stone and your voice is sharp I guess wet anger shows that you care too much and dry anger means you’re done.

This is the best description ever

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