Every time he leaves
I actually
Feel

Like half of
me
Has gone too.

I just fucking want to be happy.

There comes a point in every relationship, where you can feel it coming to an end. No matter how hard you ignore the feeling, and how hard you fight to hold on, it slowly falls apart.

// The person I reblogged this from deserves to be happy.//

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I feel so unbelievably helpless.

Why do people look at me like I have 27 heads when I say I’ve never done illegal drugs? Is it really that amazing that a 17 year old has never smoked weed? 
I don’t know about y’all but I actually paid attention in health class in middle school. JUST SAY NO PEOPLE.  

And just like that, my perfect world is falling apart. 

More than anything, I want him to look at me like i’m the answer to all of his problems. I want him to be proud of me. I want to be the only one on his mind, at all times. I wanna be the one he talks about to all of his friends and says, “that’s my girl.” I just want to feel like he loves me as much as I’m in love with him.

I wonder if he realizes what he’s doing to me. Maybe he doesn’t care. Or maybe he wants me to feel this way, 

How can a guy just look at his girlfriend, bawling her eyes out and begging him to just hold her while she cries, and say no. He just says no and leaves. How can he do that? At the time I need him the most. I don’t wanna be alone. I need him here and he just fucking looks at me and leaves.