You’re such a bitch. I have nothing to lie about. Sorry you get caught when you post shit about that ugly spic.

pureandputrid:

darling. You were stitching up the seams on every broken promise that your body couldn’t keep. 

screaminghippies:

AMAZINNNNG

singing this song to my son the next time he takes a bath

Haven’t heard anything about?

  I find it hard to let go of the past and the things we used to talk about. I can’t let go that I wasn’t the greatest boyfriend. I can’t let go that I hurt you to a point where your’re finally done. I never wanted to I want to marry you and I still do. I know that years from now I’m still going wish you were my princess. I go to bed wondering what if I did shit differently. Would you still be mine? I have caught on to the game your playing. It’s the game if I knew the position I was playing I’d feel less confused. I was coming to the point of dealing with you moving on and not missing me. Well that all changed after Sunday and my feelings and my over thinking reared its ugly face. Now I’m sitting here every night not knowing what the hell is going on anymore. I hate knowing you’re going to him saying you love him and miss him, yet coming to me and saying the same things. I don’t know if it’s the teenage phase. It’s exactly the same things I’ve done to you.

  I hate who you’ve become because of me. I’ll be honest you’re just destroying the trust and faith I have for you. Every lie you tell me now is tearing me apart. 

This would be a lot easier to handle if it was a mutual break up. This would be easier to handle if we didn’t have our son cause I wouldn’t have to see you everyday being happy showing off that beautiful smile when it’s coming from what he say’s.   

  My mind is racing and know my thoughts are cluttered. I guess I’m trying to say is “What do YOU want?” I’m sorry I’ve never been a good writer but if you read this  them txt me that you did/