January 2011
10 posts
you're a dirty little liar
i was B E Y O N D fucking livid today. the last person on earth who i ever thought would go and talk about something so personal behind my back to somebody else who had no right to know, did just that. i don’t know what to feel, except there goes another one to list of people that i can’t trust. but whatever, hair flip ;)
but need i remind you, what goes around comes back around 10...
“so don’t you worry your pretty little mind, people throw rocks at things...”
– Taylor Swift- “Ours”
Speak Now
last kiss
me: there is nothing more i have to say to you
him: well then dont, just kiss me
me: i can't, i refuse to.
him: look at you, doing what you always fucking do, running away! just grow the fuck up already.
me: how dare you, how fucking dare you talk to me like you're the fucking victim! you fucking make it seem like everything's my fucking fault when you're the one who fucks up religiously, and then somehow manges to turn it around on me. i'm not naive anymore, so fuck you, fuck th-
(we kiss.)
“if you carry your childhood with you, you can never grow up.”
– unknown <3
little do you know
i come across as a fiesty girl who could give two fucks about anything and everything.
truth is, somewhere deep down, in a million little shattered pieces, is a girl i used to know.
somebody with a heart, more vulnerable than most. protecting her from being hurt is all i’ve ever known.
