neoputa:

i have unlimited texting and i only text 3 people ever i think my phone company looks at my bill and just laughs

I wish I could just  forget, but I can’t. He moved on like it never even mattered, and I shouldn’t be hurt about it because I already knew this was the case… But my thoughts always return to that picture, and the fact that he never really liked me and just the fact that he just wanted to get fucked. Oh well, you know. I can move on just as quick, if I had the energy to. And I thought I did, but I don’t feel like going through bullshit if it isn’t going to shape who I am, or where I plan to be. Ishmael is perfect. He is so so perfect. He’s cute and funny and caring, he always makes time for me, I can talk to him about anything… and it’s like I’m torn continuing with my bitterness or givnig him a chance. And I actually do feel like giving him a chance because he’s just worth it. And I don’t even have to work for his affection. You have no idea how great that fucking feels.

So why did I dread seeing him this morning.

everyone i follow is just this one giant person

like they all seem the same

everything about them is the same