honestly man i just want someone to want me. to text me. to use a simple situation as an excuse to touch me. i want someone to think about me when they go to sleep and to tell me exactly that. i want someone to flirt with me, to ask me out. to hold my hand. i want someone to call me in the middle of the day, if for no other reason, because they felt like it. i just want someone i want to want me back.
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“I don’t think people love me. They love versions of me I have spun for them, versions of me they have construed in their minds. The easy versions of me, the easy parts of me to love.”
— (via 8hy)
People:*laughing three blocks away from me*
Me:It’s me. They’re laughing at me…
A girl who is in control during sex is my fucking weakness. Like fuck undress me, tease the shit out of me, pin me against the wall, hold my arms, sit on my lap, bite my neck, kiss me hard. Those kind of shit
I think the most degrading feelings I’ve ever felt was begging someone to stick around on me. It’s a low feeling to be that vulnerable to beg for someone. In those times I realized how foolish it was of me. The ones that love me will find simplicity in never going anywhere. To them I will never be just a choice.
Double text me, annoy me, give me your attention. I love that shit
“You know what turns me on? Effort. Assurance. Show me you care. That you really want me. I’m tired of doubting whether people are coming or going.”
—
personal (via yoitshenny)
Mostly these days, they’re just going.
(via mykaleidoscopicmind)
Don’t be wasting my mf time
Anxiety: THIS IS TOO MUCH!!!!
Me: What is too much?
Anxiety: THIS
Me: I am literally sitting at home doing nothing. My only obligation this evening is to take out the trash. Work went well today. What exactly is the problem????
Anxiety: EVERYTHING IS HAPPENING ALL AT ONCE
Me: But nothing is happening?
Anxiety: TOO MUCH
