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this is the last one i’m going to make. it’s really emotional right now. i’m just going through shit. but yeah, check it out.

switched blogs again. this is the last time i swear

same url as my old one, someday-you-will-be-loved.tumblr.com

check it out if you want. this is going to be the blog i’m sticking with. so yeah.

What I told him last night

someday-you-will-be-loved:

“I didn’t want it to be like this. But I’ve told you I miss you a million fucking times and it doesn’t mean a damn thing”

#Personal  #Break up  #Boyfriend  

3 am. My insomnia is getting the best of me.

I’ve been sitting alone in my room crying for about 3 hours now. I really can’t do this. I’ve been pretending I’m fine to most people but I’m not. I’m so far from being okay.

I’ve been drinking everyday. I don’t think that’s how I should be dealing with this. But it helps to numb my emotions.

I’m so sick of this.

Everyone tells me that I deserve better, but no one is willing to give it to me.

At some point I know that everyone is just lying to make me feel better. I wish they’d stop pretending that they care. No one cares.

I don’t expect to find a guy who worships the ground that I walk on; who wants to see me all of the time; who constantly tells me how much I mean to them. I really don’t think any of that is real. Fuck all of you and your ridiculous expectations of what love should be. All I know is that I was happy. And that if I could have felt the way I did everyday, I couldn’t ask for anything more.

It’s not like it matters anymore anyway.

I keep half expecting him to show up on my doorstep with flowers, telling me that he misses me and that he made a mistake. And I’d tell him I’d forgive him and we’d live happily ever after. Too bad shit like that doesn’t happen in real life.

I don’t see a way out. I guess for now I’ll keep being miserable and pretending that it’s all okay.