pricksatmywindow:

at my funeral when they’re lowering me into the ground i demand they play drop it like its hot

over

I’m done feeling sorry for myself. I’m done feeling all down & crying my eyes out. I’m done wasting my fucking time. For what it was, I’m happy I met someone that made me feel this way. If anything, he taught me that I don’t have to be so reserved all the time. I can let go. I can be my total self & someone will love me the way he did. It was just the wrong time. I’m not gonna lie, I miss the fuck out of him. I was infatuated with him. I was falling in love with him. & to be completely honest, if he came around asking for a second chance, I’d go back to him in a heart beat. He’s a he’ll of a special guy. & he noticed something in me no other guy ever did. He took the time to crack my tough exterior & got to know the real me. He made me feel something I’ve never ever felt. He showed me how special I am & that I deserve the best. I just wish he’d let go of his fear & be with me. There’s way more to me & him. But it’s okay. I’m done thinking about it. Even though it breaks my damn heart, it makes me happy at the same time to think of him. This is my last rant. This is my last complaint. But I just have this gut feeling that it isn’t over. He will be back. He misses me, I know it. But I’m done feeling like shit. I don’t deserve this.

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cosseflowerbomb:

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