CXNTFAYCE.

We build up these false selves. These beautiful carefree bouncing nymph like spirits that wander around in underwear, listening to the music we’d think you like, looking how we think you’d want us too.

It’s fucking exhausting.

I’ve spent days in oversized jimjams, with unbrushed hair and smeared day old makeup, sprawled on your sofa googling absolute shit.

I’m more exhausted debating in my mind how useless and lazy you think I am.

I feel naked and vulnerable being just me, and somehow you don’t care. Somehow you love me just the same, maybe more.

I’m so tired.

30th Mar 2012

Hollow.

So hollow.

8th Feb 2012

Love. And why a lack of is better.

Me and you are over.
I thought i was upset to lose you but I’m just scared of being on my own.
I don’t like you anymore. I havnt for a while.
I’ve been hanging on to what we used to be. You treat me like shit and I don’t want it anymore. You won’t change.
I have to let you go.
Only I can make myself happy, I need to focus on that.
Bye Dan. I love you but I love me more.

23rd Jan 2012 | 21,916 notes

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16th Jan 2012 | 22 notes

alexaitch:

“Sam is 21-years-old and currently at Leicester University studying Photography.

Sam describes himself as “off the chain”.

He couldn’t live without his “clothes, his mobile phone and skincare products.”

Sam would choose love over money and winning over taking part.

He dislikes dull, plain and “just nice” people.

Sam’s biggest phobia is being caught having sex in a public place.”

the last line. so that means he likes having sex in public places?

i want both the twins.

together.

now.