my toxic trait : i hurt in silence and pray that someone loves me enough to notice i’m not being myself

you’re who i stay up for. dog-tired, almost-dreaming when i close my eyes - and i still stay up just to keep talking. you wind up in my dreams because i’m not done thinking about you even while i’m asleep. i sit in class and realize: oh shit, not again, i’ve been thinking about you instead of listening. you make me feel like a wet road all lit up in neon lights. you make me feel like a warm fog. you make me feel like june. god. i hope i’m a fraction of this to you.

good love is always patient 

Some of your problems will inevitably stem from your refusal to view other human beings with the same complexity and nuance you see in yourself

there is no old self to get back to there’s a new u to create n nurture

i wanna be loved the way that i love

my body is heavy with the weight of my feelings.

I’ll be always daydreaming in the back of my head no matter what I do

I get jealous really easily but not like an angry vengeful jealous more like a really sad lonely jealous because everybody likes everybody more than they like me and I really really don’t blame them. 

why the fuck would you do that to me why the fuck did you do that