Pretty please
Panda Eyes, No Makeup, No Sleep, Public Holiday Today, People Want To Socialise But I Want To Stay Home, Need Drug Dealer Boyfriend So I Can Stay High Forever, Don’t Want To Be Pretty Today, Just Want To Watch Movies With Someone Familiar, Someone I Don’t Need To Impress, Someone Who Likes Me As I Am, I Guess That Just Leaves Me, Resigned To That Fact I’m No Ones First Choice, It’s Cool Bro, No One Died From Not Being Loved.
I get so sad sometimes when I try to talk to men about music. Most of the guys I know have a habit of talking down to me about it. It’s gotten to the point that when a guy even brings it up, I end up keeping my mouth shut, because I know that they actually don’t even care what my opinion is.
Woke up, hop on facebook, start scrolling down my newsfeed and I see this.
Ex-boyfriend is now in a relationship.
First my face scrunches up, then it starts to feel really warm, then my stomach twists and I feel like I’m going to throw up. I’m going to try really hard to not cry over this. I know he isn’t worth it, but I can’t help but be a little jealous.
