Fuck this
I feel so horrible. Like my lungs are gasping for air and there isn’t sufficient oxygen in the room. I feel so trapped. I need to break away from this. Why the fuck is this happening to me?
Fuck, I just feel like filling this space with an endless string of vulgarities but I know it’s pointless.
Fuck myself for thinking that any good will happen to me. I’m damned.
FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK
Reblog if you have grown to accept the fact that you’re ugly as fuck, and there are 6 billion people on earth, but no one will ever love you.
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Your fingertips across my skin
The palm trees swaying in the wind
Images
You sang me Spanish lullabies
The sweetest sadness in your eyes
Clever trick
I never want to see you unhappy
I thought you’d want the same for me
Goodbye, my almost lover
Goodbye, my hopeless dream
I’m trying not to think about you
Can’t you just let me be?
So long, my luckless romance
My back is turned on you
I should’ve known you’d bring me heartache
Almost lovers always do
We walked along a crowded street
You took my hand and danced with me
Images
And when you left you kissed my lips
You told me you’d never ever forget these images, no
I never want to see you unhappy
I thought you’d want the same for me
Goodbye, my almost lover
Goodbye, my hopeless dream
I’m trying not to think about you
Can’t you just let me be?
So long, my luckless romance
My back is turned on you
I should’ve known you’d bring me heartache
Almost lovers always do
I cannot go to the ocean
I cannot drive the streets at night
I cannot wake up in the morning
Without you on my mind
So you’re gone and I’m haunted
And I bet you are just fine
Did I make it that easy
To walk right in and out of my life?
Goodbye, my almost lover
Goodbye, my hopeless dream
I’m trying not to think about you
Can’t you just let me be?
So long, my luckless romance
My back is turned on you
I should’ve known you’d bring me heartache
Almost lovers always do
It happens over and over again. My heart is tired. I don’t know what I’ve done to deserve this. I knew it. I knew from the start that this was too good to be true. I’m not one of those people that good things happen to. I don’t know why.
I feel so broken.
I don’t need that boy by my side
I don’t need that boy in my life
I don’t want to talk it out
or hold him when he cries
I don’t want to say he’s my kind
I don’t want to say that he’s mine
I don’t want to tell him
that I love him more than life
more than life,
love him more than life
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- David Choi
- That Girl
