I swear, you still somehow know how to get me. Even if we stopped talking, just one big conversation with you, and im already there thinking if i still love you or not. I guess my feelings jump from back to forth. Or maybe i still cant figure things out. I have no idea, but you really just got me wrapped around your finger.
She says she doesn’t want to hang out with them because they do bad things. She’s the one talking about going clubbing. Do you know what people do at clubs? Get wasted and do drugs.
And it’s fucking ridiculous; we don’t always get high or drunk every fucking time we go out. I was just trying to include you in my life by inviting you out with us but apparently you’re too good for them. Does that mean you’re too good for me? Or your other friends that do drugs and drink too?
Hey brovver. :) Just wanted to letchu know ... I don't think you're a bad friend. You might fuck up sometimes but that's, you know, human and normal and all that. I might not agree with you on some things, like who you choose to pursue as a significant other and some of the other QUESTIONABLY LEGAL stuff you do, but that doesn't make you a bad friend. You should just know that being friends is not all about keeping your friends happy. You have to make sure they reciprocate, and really think if what you're giving is equal to what you're getting. And if it isn't ... well, that tells you a lot about yourself and the other person.
TL;DR - cheer up and chill the fuck out, bro. :D
I love you Taylor; thanks for everything.
I will “chill the fuck out,” sis.
(edit: LOOK EVERYONE. This is Taylor Ishikawa. I love her. She coo’ she coo’. <3)
I take advantage of what I have, and take everything granted.
I genuinely do care about everything and everyone, but I guess sometimes I just have the hardest time showing I care.
I’m selfish, narcissistic, and just a straight-up bitch.
I care too much of what everyone thinks of me, so I shut them out.
I care too much for certain people and just can’t let go.
I care too much for myself, so I keep a wall up.
I’m a hassle.
I guess I really needed that small reality check to realize that I am not a nice person whatsoever.
I don’t even know what’s going on with myself right now, and I guess being the selfish bitch I am, all that matters when my life is out of order is me; cause I guess I just can’t seem to focus on anything else.
What the fuck am I?
Who the fuck am I?
I thought I finally started to realize who I am; but I guess that was all a facade too.
I seriously need to just get my life in order, cause this is just unacceptable.
fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck.
So this is what it feels like when everything is falling apart.
Are the ones where both of you meet at random and unexpected. And have no intention of getting at each other. You both see each other as friends, but as time goes, you both start to build feelings for each other. And now you both are compatible with each other and you guys start talking officially. Yeah, those are the relationships I like. Where both of you don’t realize you like each other.
Giving someone everything you have and don’t have just to see them smile.
It really is a great feeling to know you’re truly falling in love, because in a sense it shows you’re growing up and moving on from your past.
Love is all about the now and looking to the future with your significant other, caring about nothing that happened in the past—looking at it to only grow and move on.
Longing to see them, or to simply hear their voice. Spending countless hours doing absolutely nothing with them, enjoying each other’s company.
Love is truly blinding. Love knows no "type" or "look". Love looks past the visage and into the heart and soul.
The best relationship always starts and ends with friendship.
I miss the whole obviously flirting and sending “I’m interested in you” signals, but honestly it never works out in the end, because in the end, that’s all your conversations ever where. Compliments, and flirts. How are you going to know what to say or how to react when more serious things occur? You won’t know how, because you won’t truly know the person.
When they can understand you better than you thought anyone else could is the best feeling in the world.
And at that point, slowly and unwillingly, they have broken down your walls, and they have gained total control over your emotions.
Everyone will always remember their first love, good or bad—so might as well make the best out of it.