wandasreallover

[wandasreallover]

bro you’re literally a cheater wtf 😭

on MY mobile data 🤨

[wandasreallover]

I see in blue, i see in blue

Oh when you see everything in red

[wandasreallover]

you stalk my blog? that’s hot

[wandasreallover]

my favorite thing about not posting people’s weird asks is when they start spazzing out in my inbox telling me to off myself 😭😭😭 like damn omg

[wandasreallover]

i just realized i’m getting my karma omfg

[wandasreallover]

i miss her but i don’t

[wandasreallover]

i'm so attracted to emotional intelligence like damn the way you actually listen and communicate turns me on

[wandasreallover]

Agatha: *Pulls a glass a water from out of nowhere*

Lilia: Where did you get that?

Agatha: My pocket.

Lilia: How do you keep a glass of water in your pocket?

Agatha: Skills.

[wandasreallover]

“Emotional abuse works like this: You are screamed at, and then, not knowing any better, you stand up for yourself. You think this is a way of being strong. You think this is a defense tactic.But this only provokes more screaming. Going silent provokes more screaming too, but usually it keeps the threats to the minimum. It keeps it just at screaming and not: a shove down the stairs, or order to pack your stuff and get out. So you learn how to go silent. How to play dead. How to cry without making a noise. How to swallow noise. How to wipe your cheeks, get out of the car, and go about your day. You learn. And when the screaming has stopped, when the two of you are in the car or out to dinner and they’re all smiles, all asking for favors, all questions, you are still hurt and annoyed and want to ask them, how? How can you speak to me like that? How can you pretend you did not say those things? How can you have forgotten? But you’ve learned. So you listen to, “Can I borrow your key”s and “how was your day”s and you play dead. You swallow the noise. And sometimes it doesn’t matter who is speaking to you, it doesn’t matter if they’re a friend, it doesn’t matter if their criticism is constructive, it doesn’t matter. You’ve learned. Any sort of speaking, any raising of the voice, any insult and you play dead.”

— Good Girl, Lora Mathis (via lora-mathis)

[wandasreallover]

pillyyyy i am watching football and i fear i am now a sports dude bro fyi!!!

Woooo i love football i fear iv been a secret sports bro all this time🫡

[wandasreallover]

So ur not single?

I never said i was

[wandasreallover]

almost nothing sexier than an intellectual woman w a possessive kink

[wandasreallover]

Sometimes love is going to watch ur girlfriend kick a silly little ball into a silly little net at 8 in the morning.

[wandasreallover]

i wish i could go back and time and hug the versions of me that used to beg to be loved and chosen.

[wandasreallover]

Heavy on the if they wanted to, they would.

[wandasreallover]

All I ever wanted was to experience what its like to feel safe with someone.

[wandasreallover]

You know you’re down bad when she makes you want to write poetry again (I’m actually cooked guys)