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BY: invisible-monsters
Michael. 20 years old. Living in Tempe, AZ. I like punk rock, anime, comics and old movies, which basically my blog in summation. I also have a condition called "alopecia areata" and have been diagnosed since I was two. Let's be friends!
I have nothing to apologize for because I did nothing wrong.
I miss falling asleep and waking up next to someone.
I honestly don’t think I can love again for a long time. If that ever happens, I think I deserve someone who isn’t going to take my love for granted.
I hope you don’t get “bored” with this next guy and cheat on him, too.
Just sayin’…
Have a good one.
Unfortunately, part of me still cares about you. But I can’t afford to hurt myself again.
I’m going to go on a short rant.
You know what? I’m sorry I’m so clingy and affectionate. I guess that’s what happens when you grow up with abandonment issues. My dad walked out on me when I was eight years old. Maybe if I never knew him, I wouldn’t be so needy. But I was eight, so my memory is too clear. Whenever I get close to people, I always try to do everything in my power to please them or make them happy and I get clingy because I’m always afraid of losing them. That’s just how I’ve grown up. But I suppose I should be used to people doing that.
Irony.
That one person that makes you the happiest can also make you the most miserable.
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BY: invisible-monsters
If you’re reading this, you know who you are. You are the most beautiful thing I’ve ever had the chance to set my eyes on. I think about you every damn day and every time I see a picture of you I can’t help but think about how beautiful you are and how much I miss you. Every time I see a picture of you, it makes me remember and smile, no matter how shitty things are right now. I love you more than I have ever loved anyone or anything ever. I wish I could say I moved on, but I haven’t, and we all know that’s not gonna happen. I’m not asking you to change your mind or do anything. I just want you to know how much I think about you and I hope you’re happy, where ever you go in life. Because that’s all I could ever want. I’m not gonna lie. I cried the whole time I was typing this. I needed to get this out. I’m sorry for rambling. I’m done.
