QueenKat

Nobody wants to hear this, but sometimes the person you want most, is the person you’re best without.

guy at disney: sir? stitch, a small logic defying blue alien from outer fucking space, needs a heterosexual romance

You only want me when you think I’m moving on…

I thought I stopped loving him. I really thought I did. But you never really get over your first love, do you? I mean, he’ll always have a piece of my heart, he’ll have it because I was blushing and my heart was stumbling over its feet and I let him take it. I felt the stupid butterflies in my stomach and I let him take it. I let him take it because fuck, he was beautiful and he was everything. But his stupid smile was a gunshot that wrecked the glass house inside my chest and his voice – a voice I’m starting to forget and I’m fucking scared because I don’t want to forget, I don’t – was a painkiller that only worked halfway and left the rest of the pain to rot away. His voice was a song that made me feel like everything will be alright someday. His voice is a song that I want to memorize again and god, I just want to hear it one more time. Just one more time.