Phraebear

🌸☁Soft asks☁🌸

“You made my shy heart sing. You, from across the room, from across the street, from across the bridge, and even now, though time has passed, my heart still sings, but it also aches, for you know nothing of me, not even my name, and sadly, I don’t think you ever will.”

ALL OF THIS!!! YEAHHHH!!

It appears the Grover on my monitor and the Grover finger puppet on my desk are playing hide and seek.  Now if I could only find the video where I held a conversation with the Grover finger puppet….

Reblog if you actually give a shit about anyone who’s suicidal or depressed.

“I hate pretending it doesn’t hurt when it really does.”

“Tears stung my eyes as I clicked my phone off and laid it face down. I didn’t want to read the next message. I didn’t want to accept the fact that you were no longer in love with me. I turned my ringer off whenever I heard the sound of my phone buzzing from your constant calling. I couldn’t stand to even accept the fact you were leaving, so why the hell would you want to call me? What, to hear the words I wanted to say? To try to sit and make you stay when you were clearly unhappy? I’m sorry, but I’m done trying. Even though this is all hurting me more than it is hurting you.”