you don’t miss me. and I hate that I love you.
don’t bitch at me for this. my blog, my thoughts. personally I don’t think love is real. or maybe it is and maybe love doesn’t mean something good. maybe it means the SHITTIEST feeling ever. bc when all my past partners said “I love you” it did not make me happy. whenever they said they were in love with me I knew it was a lie, or maybe if they all treated me the exact same, love isn’t something beautiful. because these people of my past sure showed me love is a shitty thing. and I don’t want to experience that again. I hate love. you don’t do this to someone you “love”. don’t fall in love with me bc I don’t want that shit anymore. and don’t make me love you bc you’ll do exactly what the others do. and leave me at my worst. “you don’t do this to people you love”
I hate being in the Friendzone especially since I’m so jealous.
no one’s an atheist 30 seconds before an orgasm
OH MY FUCKING GOD
that’s the spirit