#i hate that i miss you

[too-tired-omg]

Missed (or forgoten) call

She texted me this morning,

Said she would give me a call.

I was thinking of maybe letting it go to voicemail

Or maybe telling her I was busy at the time.

I spent all day thinking about The Call,

Cause she said she was gonna call

And I couldn't stop thinking about The Call,

A call I wanted and I also wanted to ignore.

She said she would call me,

She said so herself.

Now is almost 930pm

And I don't have a single missed call or text.

I knew she wasn't gonna call,

I knew she would forget,

But if I already knew,

Why did I expected for her to do it anyway?

She said she would call

And I didn't even know if I was gonna pick up

But she didn't call

And now it feels like I'm being stood up

[blackwood-library]

When will God give me back what was taken from me

[intheamsblog]

In another universe I wouldn’t have to think of other things to get the image of you out of my head.

[greater-grief]

it's getting bad again, my dear.

i've realized i don't know how to care for myself without you.

i continue to live without you, but i'm not sure if it's really living.

i miss you.

i wish i didn't, but i do.

how am i supposed to do this without you?

[av0id-reality]

[yung-bruhh]

so i get high all week without you

poppin pills thinkin about you

[starbounddragon]

7 years later

I still wanted to tell you

For you to know first

[glkr-xo]

Fuck Feelings

[sickrage]

i’m so fucking sick of everyone and everything. i give and give, and they suck me dry like a fucking vampire.

i’m tired of always being the gentle one. kind one.

i’m tired of bearing this big heart within my ribcages.

i wish it was just gone.

[misguideds0ul]

i still love you

[stumblingintothelight]

you can’t keep picking at wounds and expecting them to heal ..

[chloesimaginationthings]

The Afton kids deserved better in FNAF..

[emeraldmarie]

i wish i could write something poetic about it. something deep and layered with metaphors. something about how i close my eyes and hope to god i don’t see your face, even though every time without fail i do. something about how standing next to you and not looking at you feels like a thousand daggers stabbing into my heart and my brain. i hear your voice and i freeze. i see your face and run the other way. depending on the day, sometimes i miss you. other times i remember what you did. i had to hear the words from the mouths of my parents to understand i couldn’t have done anything to stop you hurting me. “i just want you to know you didn’t deserve it, you couldn’t have known baby”. god how i wish i could have known what you would do. and how i wish i could say the blood on your hands was just another metaphor.

[greater-grief]

what i hate you for most, is that you made me care.

you made me care about the simple things.

whether it would be sunny or rainy.

whether it my shirt was wrinkled or not.

whether my hair was straightened.

whether i put on makeup or not.

and if i do put on makeup, how much i put on.

you made me care about myself.

whether or not i brushed my teeth that day.

what perfume i wore.

if i took my medication or not.

you made me care about myself so i could be just right for you.

you made me care for myself like you cared for me.

and now,

now i don't care about any of it.

that's what i hate you most for.

that's what i miss you most for.

[notbrucewayne48]

"aphobia doesn't exist"

bitch literally not that long ago an aroace youtuber animator was insulted by almost half of its community for being it

[flying-breadstick]

Sigh

I need to stop torturing myself