You need to understand that I’ll never be the girl that begs you to stay. If you decide to walk out of my life, I might be sad for a little while but know that I’ll never chase you. I’ll just let you go.
Sad people have the gift of time, while the world dizzies everyone else; they remain stagnant, their bodies refusing to follow pace with the universe. With these kind of people everything aches for too long, everything moves without rush, wounds are always wet.
― Warsan Shire, Teaching My Mother How to Give Birth
Once a fuckboy, always a fuckboy.
I want to be your 1 a.m. fuck and your 1 p.m. lunch date.
I love you but he’s here and you’re not