February 2012
205 posts
Oh my gosh he followed me!
whispersexinmyears:
This gif. That’s all.
“It’s unfortunate and I really wish I wouldn’t have to say this, but I really...”
– Emma Thompson (via sorakeem)
A fair few bits of my life are quality. But sometimes I look at goings-on and I ask myself:
“How did I get in this position?”
“When did I start fucking it all up?”
“When did I start second guessing you, or did I ever not?”
“Why am I so afraid to lay myself out open for you?”
“And how fucked up is it that I want to love you less so...
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Sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach.
On the roller-coaster that is my relationship.
Trust you’ve broken.
A name, a face, a managing man, I can’t tell you. Or won’t admit.
Sick at the thought of leaving with such cowardice.
Sick at the thought of bringing you back to me, again.
A name, a face, a woman with a husband, a friend with no limits, you can’t tell me. Or...
Closer and closer to the day of your return and I still feel like you aren’t coming back.
This is complete and utter bullshit,
and seems extremely suspicious.
