find me...

i’m kinda sorta madly fallen in love with you.

i’m pathetic. can’t even accept someone else’s decision because i’m too greedy.

and then i hate myself for it, i just can’t help that my stomach feels inside out when i think about it, or that i just don’t feel like continuing with anything.

i wish i could give up. it would be so much easier.

and

i just get stupider and more needy by the second.

it turns out freedom ain’t nothing but missing you wishing i’d realized what i had when you were mine.

know what the funny part of a tragedy is?

its that until the very end no one notices it, someone could be at the very brink of the end and no one notices, know why? because no one wants to be the one who points it out. and so the tragedy ensues. and when no one is standing, at the last curtain call, we figure it all out.

the world will spin and i’ll be here. you will be off finding your adventure, but what will be left for me to hold?

so i’m stuck here. forever. and its not like i don’t want to be, but knowing that the choice was never mind will drive me crazy.

but to be honest the worst part is not knowing how to say that all i really want is to leave, to be free and enjoy the world away from the normal, but asking for that would be too much, because in the end what i need is here. and i need to learn to keep myself content with that.

Reblog this if you know someone, or have been affected by someone, who needs a punch in the fucking face. People who need a punch in the fucking face affect the lives of many. There is still no known cure for people who need a punch in the fucking face, except a punch in the fucking face. 93% of people won’t reblog this.. Why? Because.. they probably need a punch in the fucking face.

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