I don’t know how I should be feeling… whether it should be frustration or anger or a sense of relief….
I knew this would be coming sooner or later, but I didn’t want to face the truth: I’m a stupid, stupid little fool.
And in the end I lost in every way possible. The cards that I had bet on, the risk, I have to face all of them….
I want to scream and I want to yell but I can’t bring myself to do it because the only mistake that anyone’s ever made is to like someone.
I was stupid to think that at that moment when you called out my name something good was going to happen but in a matter of seconds everything twisted into the reality that I didn’t want to face. What’s worst is that you made sense, you
didn’t do anything wrong- made me feel vulnerable.
The bullshit that ran out of your mouth is probably what’s keeping me going on writing this post because your definition of being friendly is what makes me so angry. I always knew what kind of person you were but I was stuck in that stupid unconditional phase of love in which I looked past your flaws and took into consideration of everything perspective.
But the more I think about it, the more I realize I’ve been digging my own grave because you are the player that everyone claims that you are.
The worst part of all of this is that now I’ll know you’ll be telling some other sorry girl about me just like you how you told me about the other girl you had to “tell off” and I’ll be just that other person, that other story, that other pitiful victim that you’ve charmed.
I cannot wait until the summer where I can start something new and fresh and throw this sorry-sad-excuse of one and a half years wasted in someone who will never learn and lack the maturity to care for anyone other than him self.
I almost wanted to limit myself in this tiny vicinity of New Jersey just so I could stay close by with you but I realize how stupid and pitiful that was of me.
I guess this is closure
I guess this is what I really needed, especially in these important times.
We can still be friends, of course.
are you fucking kidding me
How the fucking what the shit how..
How do you even figure out this is something you’re good at…..
omg what the…
The Avengers “assemble” at the Oscars.
no one on the oscar’s has swagger like us
I really like how this angle has the mic split Bruce right down the middle - just like he has two sides. Bruce, and Hulk.
Frederick McCubbin - Spring (ca. 1900)
The “Seagull House” in Devon, England. It was converted from a barn in 1987 and designed by architect Roderick James who founded Carpenter Oak where you can see more pictures of the oak framed house.
Angelina Jolie photographed by Brad Pitt
The intimacy, the tiny hand of whichever one of the twins she’s breastfeeding, the connection between the subject and photographer, there are so many things that make these two photographs beautiful.