When you told me, that it wasn’t me you loved.
I cried that night. Something filled my heart with emptiness. It was as if I never existed.
It was as if my heart died. You play this game oh so well. It’s too late to return to nothing.
My heart is lost with you forever.
How could I let this happen?
I thought I was stronger than love.

All these stories are about love bullshit. People, we get the point, you’re in love. Now; instead of sitting there typing the story, get out there and change the story. Fuck, go after him.

Your ‘home’ button doesn’t lead back to your main Tumblr page and it is upsetting. True story.

she was having a bad day. she told me so. she asked me to boil some water for some spaghetti so i did. i figured i could cook the rest of the meal, it’s not that difficult. so i washed my dishes from lunch, dried them and put them away. i popped some garlic bread in the oven and decided to hang around until the water was ready. she came into the kitchen and began cooking the meat. i asked if we had the noodles. i was rummaging through our cabinets and i dropped a can on ceramic tile and chipped the corner. she yelled. i walked away, back into my room. she screamed my name just to tell me that i burned the bread.

all i wanted to do was help. i know she was irritable because of her hard day at work but it’s no excuse to continue to be angry at me for a simple accident.

she holds it against me that i never help but when i do offer some she gets angry at me for being in her way.

it makes helping out less and less appealing. i’d prefer to just handle my own business because we always seem to fight about the pettiest things. all of us are rarely home at the same time, we always eat different dishes, we come and leave whenever. just face it, we’re better off disconnecting and doing our own thing.

it makes me sad but it’s the truth. we rarely sit down and eat together anymore. and if we do it’s argument after argument.

“a family that prays together, stays together.”

i believe that. not only just the praying but eating together that follows it. people never understood that even though i was extremely hungry i would say my reason for not eating yet was that i have to wait for my family to come home and eat with them. and i hated it before. but i realized it made us close. it made home where the heart was. and now, nothing is the same.

some call it growing up, i call it growing apart.

“he talks to you. he was in love with his friend’s girlfriend. you’re afraid this girl feels the same way too. you screamed inside yourself hoping the girl could hear,’bitch just fuck off with your boyfriend. and leave him alone. you are just a 17 year old who knows nothing about love. you greedy bitch.
i know you will just break his heart like every other girl did.’ but you don’t even know this girl. why would you be so angry? you sound like one jealous bitch. are you in love with him.
oh no. you’re not….ok you don’t know. you gave yourself reasons to deny your true feelings.” - 25 may 2009

“you are just a walking repudiation. you choose to speak no truth to yourself.
you thought you are falling in love with him one day and the next day you convince yourself like crazy that it was just some stupid thought. there is no way you could’ve fallen for him.
but truth is, you can’t think of a way how this matter could have happened to yourself.
you know it is not right to be in love with him or rather your friendship meant more than this stupid feeling
that has been blooming inside yourself eversince.” - 1 june 2009

“you took a few days to think about everything. this is mind boggling. you wish you could just die. the thought of falling in love is something you haven’t thought for long.
but then again, you are not sure of falling deeper because you fear for the worst. you fear you might break or be the cause of the break. but a night of self thought has made things clear for you, at least for now.
even if you are falling for your own best friend, you know this feeling isn’t worth losing him. even if things could’ve happened, you know you have to fear for the worse later on.”- 8 june 2009

“sometimes, you are just stupid like that.” - 9 june 2009 

I think I love him. But he thinks I’m straight.

Hey Stephen Chase Chancellor, if you are reading this, it’s because I love you. The End.

I can smell the flowers, I can hear the thunderstorms… the wet pavement under my feet along with warm sands and heavenly brushes of waves against rock. I hear Boys Like Girls, and the anthems of summers past. My ears are buzzing with the sounds of warm winds and alternative rock. Roller coasters and funnel cake, laughter, and the traffic of a summer’s night. The coolness of a black out, where everyone is forced to give the Earth a minute or two. Oh just a minute.

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There is no shame in confessing your love for someone. There is no shame in having other people know about your having fallen for someone, and confessing it.

It is nothing compared to the infinity of a concrete answer. Be it happiness or sorrow, you have spared yourself the agony of not knowing. What does it matter if people talk? Are they people you love? Years on, will they matter in your life? Why do you care what these people even think?

If there are people who would laugh at the pure and unbridled sincerity of an honest heart, you cannot even begin to imagine how dishonest they must be themselves.

And that, that is shame.