Do you ever go through a really rough breakup but then someone else comes along and you’re really scared to take a risk because after such a long time you finally realize that you can be happy again?
I show affection for my pets by holding them against me and whispering I love you repeatedly as they struggle to escape from my arms
me on the boob like:
when you’re horny and your boyfriend isnt
that caption made my life
reblogging for caption
Purely for the caption.
Story of my life
- Me: Sounding extremely formal, using fancy words, correcting grammar and spelling at least 63 times.
- Teacher: Ok lol thanxx :-)
I’m so misunderstood. I stand in a realm between nerd and party girl, and I try to play both roles at once. I never started with too many friends, for a lack of confidence has led me to be a shy, introverted being. You begin to hate the world when you keep all your feelings bottled up to yourself.
I had these two friends that were always there for me. They acted as a sanctuary in my school day. We were the best of friends. But I, teenager as I am, fell in love with a boy I had met at my loneliest of times. It was so different knowing that there was one person whose life was so pivotal to my own. It was something different. Someone who can understand me, love me, and hold me.
But this kind of love is quite dangerous. For it can blind you from the friends you already possessed. It intoxicates your soul, and fogs your mind from reality. You begin to believe your life is a fairy tale, and that you’re living in a dream.
But one day you’ll wake up and face reality. You’ll seek to rekindle the old friendships that had once drifted. But by then it will be too late. Sorries are said but they are not meant. The one thing you really want is forgiveness — and another chance. But then you realize that they are no longer your friends. And they are no longer entitled to understand you.
Because you give a reason for people to try to get in between us..