And in a second, I was over you.

with him, it was simple. 

I knew that when he said he had Thursday off, he’d be on my couch by 9:15am. 

I knew I could tell him anything and he’d never get mad or scared or leave. 

I always knew the next time I’d get to talk to him and if I didn’t get the text, he’d apologize and explain that he had a lot of paperwork that day. 

but with him, I never got butterflies 

and I missed those butterflies a lot. 

I think if I told you these lovely little secrets, you might change your mind. 

when I go camping, i crawl into my sleeping bag and take off everything except my underwear

i wanted you to be my cuddle buddy

i guess i’ll have to find a new cuddle buddy. 

i am disgustingly affectionate when i’m tired. 

and i’m sorry that i won’t get to show you what i mean.



the baby boomer culture: how an entire generation literally will not shut up about young people doing things they enjoy

The Divorce Culture: how an entire generation couldn’t keep it together, and forgot how to not project their insecurities onto children.

So here is my thing. Whatever, totally agree with these two above me but I think the problem is that a lot of people seem to jump right into relationships with people without ever dating them.There’s not really anything wrong with this, I think the biggest issue I have with this is when I want to date someone for a bit before becoming official with them, it is suddenly the strangest thing in the world. When I have been dating someone for a month or two and I still am not in an actual relationship with them and haven’t exchanged “I love you”s, it is this huge thing about how I am afraid of commitment. 
I’m not afraid of commitment, I just don’t want to commit myself to someone that I don’t even know yet. 
And I’m not speaking for everyone here. I’m not saying that you can’t get to know someone in a week-I usually learn everything about them that I need to in that first week-but I just need to know that I know everything I need to know , you know?

I have this thing where I need you to try. 

You don’t have to try very hard, but you have to try. 

I don’t need to see you every day,

you don’t need to plan anything out

we can sit and watch netflix all day

i don’t care.

but I need something.

I need you to want to see me

I need you to not forget when you asked me to hang out

I need you.

sometimes the happiest songs make me cry and i just don’t know why…

Through drunken thoughts, you let it slip that you like me a lot more than I probably think. 

But on sober days, you forget about me entirely.

I do. 

I do want you to feel bad that you’re not going with us. 

I tried to make this as fun as possible so that people would want to go. 

You said it’s your only weekend off this month? Maybe because last weekend (and the one before), you were out getting drunk with your friends. I don’t know what you’re doing this weekend, but I know the last weekend of September, you’re going to that car show. So it’s your only free weekend to not party. 

I want you to feel bad that you’re not celebrating my birthday with me.  

The whole reason I’m doing this that weekend is so that you and Imelda could go with me, but now neither of you are going anyways. 

I liked you from the moment I saw you

I liked you more when you sat next to me

and more when you first talked to me

and more when you replied to my facebook message

and more when we really started talking

and more when I saw you the next time

basically, I like you more and more all the time

and you don’t know how much that scares me.

It’s one of those nights…