You didn’t love her. You just didn’t want to be alone. Or maybe, maybe she was good for your ego. Or maybe she made you feel better about your miserable life, but you didn’t love her, because you don’t destroy the person that you love.
growing up is realizing that every single one of your problems is caused by you being a fucking idiot
I think because we keep holding on to the hope that the person we fell in love with, and all the wonderful things about them, will come back to us. I think that’s why we stay, after the fights, after all the ugliness comes out, after hurt upon hurt. We are hoping and wishing for our loves to come back to us.
i’m jealous of people who have cute laughs and fast metabolisms and nice teeth and good hair and can just make any outfit look good and get along with everyone and are great at sports and do well in school because none of that is me