screamsluke

fuck, you have no idea how possessive i get about you. it just scares the shit out of me to know that you'd be happier, without me. if i was going anywhere, i'd be there by now and you would know. i love you, okay? and i'm here, i'm not leaving you for aria.

ir-wink

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why did you break up with me? i'd really like to know. i always held you, and i kissed you, and i gave you presents even if there wasn't a special fucking occasion. i would understand why you broke up with me if i did anything bad to you, but i didn't. i'm not that kind of person.
          
          i fucking hate you. a lot. an hour can't go past without you crossing my mind. there's no fucking god damn reason why you can't be in my arms right me playing with my hair you used to love so much. you could be talking to me about some stupid fucking movie that i don't care about, but i'd nod and actually sit down and watch it, because i loved you. i still love you. you don't seem to understand that you can't just leave a person and expect them to forgive you for it. 
          
          i miss you, despite how it sounds. i'd really like you to come back, even though i know you won't. i'm still hoping that this is some kind of nightmare and that tomorrow i'll wake up and you'll love me again and none of this ever happened.
          
          fuck you anyways.