January 2012
December 2011
So miserable.
I know that I hate on people that say 2012 is going to be so much better and everything. But right now I am simply praying right now that things will be different and I will be happier. I feel like I don’t deserve this sadness anymore.
My bed smells like you. :(
When you tell your crush that you like them: →
goo.gl
expectations
but this is their face in reality
My life.
My desire for cuddling is never satisfied, even when I am cuddling.
The only reason I like the song “Sexy and I Know it” is because the music video is hilarious.
It would be totally rad if things went my way for once.
I hang with you to get to know you, to find out what movies, foods, books, hobbies you like. I hang out with you to get closer to you and be near you and kiss you. I hang with you to cuddle and talk about random stuff and just feel like we are so comfortable around each other.
You hang with me to have sex…
I'm an idiot.
You’re almost to my house now. Haha.
We live in a generation of not being in love and not being together.
Half of me
is wanting to stay up to wait to see if you’ll text me later tonight and ask to hang out. I want to just blow you off and say no. But the other half of me wants to say yes, which is why this half is trying to get me to get to sleep.
I am so grateful I have Tumblr
To bitch and cry on. For many reasons. One, I don’t end up bitching and crying all over facebook and being one of those just ridiculously annoying people that in the long run I end up deleting because I just wanna punch them. Two, I don’t end up bitching and crying to the person I am upset with. I would way rather cry about a boy I like or bitch about a friend of mine on here instead of slipping something to that person. Three, my parents don’t get to see me bitch and cry and ask, oh whats wrong hil? It always makes me uncomfortable when they ask whats wrong with me.
I like you. I like you. I like you. I like you. I like you. I like you. I like you. I like you. I like you. I like you. I like you. I like you. I like you. I like you. I like you. I like you. I like you. I like you. I like you. I like you. I like you. I like you. I like you. I like you. I like you. I like you.
Tonight would be a good night
For you to just text me and tell me you’re coming over. Please.
My cousin just asked me about you.
He never cares about my personal life but tonight he did. So I told him my current situation with how I told you I liked you and you said you liked me too and how you didn’t text me the next day. He was really concerned by the fact that I still like you after that fact. He said if you really liked me, you would have definitely kept talking to me the next day. He recommended me to give up on you. But how am I supposed to do that when you finally said you liked me after all this time? I can’t help but hope you’ll change and we will be together soon. But I guess not. I just want you so bad.
Dammit.
I have the flu. This is miserable.
My phone must be broken
You won’t text back :/
Maybe I spoke too soon.
You told me you liked me too last night and it made me so ridiculously happy. So why haven’t you texted me today? Whatever.
Jeez I'm happy.
Happy Birthday Jesus.
Thank you so much for loving me when I felt like nobody else did. Thank you for carrying my cross when it was so much to bear. Thank you for listening to me in the middle of the night when i questioned about my life, my future, my doubts, and my constant fears. Most importantly, thank you for seeing something special in someone as unworthy as me. Merry Christmas.
<3
I really really like you.
This is miserable. I am not even drunk enough to tell you my true feelings without having an excuse as to why I told you. SO UPSETTING :(
