what are you supposed to do when you’re in love with your best friend? no matter what those feelings never go away. and he never makes it easy for me to try and forget.
I think that what has happened is I have started to stray. There is only one man that I truly NEED in my life, and that is God. through Him all things are possible. I forget that way too often. for He knows his plan for me and I need to trust in Him. It’s really that simple and I forget it way too much.
I wouldn’t say it was love at first sight. but from the second I saw him, I realized I could fall in love.
next time I’ll be braver
I’ll be my own savior.
standing on my own two feet.
I won’t let you close enough to hurt me.
no I won’t ask you to just desert me.
I can’t give you what you think you gave me.
it’s time to say good bye to turning tables
you have absolutely no right to get mad or jealous when I move on. you’re the one that said it was over. and by over I mean that you said you didn’t want me. so please hop off my dick when I decide to finally move on to someone else after spending 9 months trying to get you to fall for me.
Today I found out one of my coworkers was talking about my weight. at first I wanted to cry. I mean, as an overweight person, my weight is something I’m not very comfortable with and I am always aware of my size. and being content with my weight is something I’ve never felt (although I think most girls feel that way.)
ANYWAYS I found out he was talking about me, and I was pissed and this isn’t even close to being the first time someone has talked about my weight to other people. But then I realized something that literally changed the way I see everything. I realized that if the only negative thing people have to say about me is about my weight, I’m a pretty fucking awesome person. honestly, this has been the greatest revelation of my life.
moral of the story, everyone who has shit to say about how much I weigh can go suck a fat one, because I have a cooler personality than those twig bitches.
Today in science we learned that you can never gain cold, you can only have an absence of heat; and it made me think that maybe hatred doesn’t exist, and there’s only an absence of love.
this is the realist shit I’ve ever read
da fuck?! real life shit man.
(Source: , via indignantmushroom)