February 2012
92 posts
Wahhahahhaa jz transferred half of 49days into my phoneeee omg ima ruining myself like this but who caresssss
I jz hope people won’t judge when they see a girl sitting all alone staring at her phone and crying herself t death hehehehehhheeh.
Th smell of late weekend afternoons
Skinny love on repeat.
49days paused on th lappie.
Half a glass of stillwater.
Curtains dancing at th cue of th gentle breeze.
An occasional phone ring.
Overwhelming nostalgia.
Inhale, slow and deep.
I had spent th wee hours of my Saturday morning getting myself too absorbed and emotionally attached t th unfolding drama on th lappie screen. Jz fo tday I permit and pardon myself fo my sinful indulgence. 49days left me breathless and literally bawling like a child, so good. Okay, time fo closed eyes. Gn all x
She sits all alone reading books and drinking wine
Admires all th cracks in th doorway
She foolishly convinces herself that she’ll be fine
She blows all her losses t no one
She tries t look happy but she’s slowly running out of smiles
Gracefully wasting away
Oh sweet girl with a sweet smile without a sweet life.
Fuxk my life I need t stop feeling so goddamn emotional whenever alcohol gets coursing through my veins.
Nobody said it was easy, no one ever said it would...
1139hrs You chose t leave when I was sad and over, now I’m stronger than ever so run along, take your apologies home, I ain’t lettin them linger on. Goodbye forever.
“It all ends in tears anyway.”
– Jack Kerouac, The Dharma Bums (via lavandula)
Determined t shed some fuxking weightttttt cmon let’s work it out
