I'm done with fraternity men
It’s all bullshit. It’s all bullshit. It’s empty promises and deviated lies. It’s tears for no reason When you’re not that girl who cries. It’s broken hearts. It’s childish games. It’s me being the fool time and time again. It’s me finally seeing that I’m not in your plan. Don’t text me. Don’t text me when you’re...
Sometimes I’m terrified of my heart; of its constant hunger for whatever it is...– Edgar Allan Poe (via calmitate) Love
It happens again
You pride yourself on being that independent girl. You can crush. You can flirt. But at the end of the night you still own yourself, your body, your heart. And then another one comes along. No one special. No white horse. No shining armor. No singing animals bullshit. Just a nice guy with that killer smile. And you go through your usual motions. But then things start to change. People around...