I Love/Hate You

This is for the people that care too much. The people who want too much, and at the same time want nothing at all. At least we want to want that. We want to walk away, we want to say no, we want to forget everything, and we want to be detached and not care.

Unfortunately, we can’t walk away. We say yes, and we remember every single little fucking detail, more clearly, and more vividly than when it happened. We are attached.

And we couldn’t care more.

I LoveD You. I Hate You.

jazmin-itscontagious:

I loved you. And the way you made me feel. I loved the way you could make my days just by saying ’Hi’ to me. I loveyour charm. I loved how we were so much alike but at the same time we were so different. I loved how we could talk for hours on end about anything and everything. I loved how crazy you were. I loved the fire you have inside you. I loved how I could trust you.   

I hate you. And everything you represent. I hate the power you know that you have over girls but the confidence you still lack. I hate that with all the potential I know you have you still have no direction in life, you still aim for no target besides the imaginary ones placed on the girls that surround you. I hate how you had me playing ring-around-the-rosy with you for so long, going around and around in circles and getting almost nowhere. I hate how whenever I talked to you I always felt like I had to be something better. I hate how every word you spoke to me was went over and over again in my head every night, keeping me up for hours. I hate how I actually believed that we were meant to be. I hate how you were the only person I ever gave my all to but yet you still continued to ask for me from me. I hate how I loved you. I hate how every song I ever sang, every word I ever wrote, and everything I ever did was for you. I hate how before myself I thought of you, cautioning each and every step I made because of the possible explosion that might be coming towards you. I hate how I counted the days we left unspoken but you were oblivious to my disappearance. I hate how you called me your best friend but still put those who’ve hurt you, broken you, and who could care less about you before me. I hate how I believed the lies that spilled from your lips. I hate you I hate you I hate you.

And since my hate for you over rules my love for you..I must say that this is goodbye. I know you don’t care, but I just thought I’d say so for my own satisfaction. I can’t do this anymore and this time I won’t be looking back, I’m done.

(via homecoming)
(via long-gone)

(via long-gone)

he’s the kinda’ guy you hate ‘till he’s inside you (via carlovely)

applepiechucker:

When he left, my heart went with him. It’s still gone; I know because I don’t feel anymore.

i hate how i cant hate you

yourwrite:

I HATE HOW I CAN’T HATE YOU. The’re something about you that I will always be attracted to. && that was the hardest thing I have to admit.
(via 1980)

(via 1980)

yourwrite:

i waited the whole day just to talk to you and now that your finally online your ignoring me.
peoplefish:

rentedsurroundings:
(via filmnoir)We’re all looking for something. A closer look, a horizon out of reach, the greener grass over the hill. We’re constantly under the looking glass, highlighting flaws and picking at the seams. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and ugliness lies beyond the reach of envy. We are only capable of what we crave to see, and there lies the pipe dream that leads back to our demise.
Sometimes the thing we’ve been searching for all our lives are actually lying beneath our noses. We just forgot to look at ourselves first.

peoplefish:

rentedsurroundings:

(via filmnoir)

We’re all looking for something. A closer look, a horizon out of reach, the greener grass over the hill. We’re constantly under the looking glass, highlighting flaws and picking at the seams. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and ugliness lies beyond the reach of envy. We are only capable of what we crave to see, and there lies the pipe dream that leads back to our demise.

Sometimes the thing we’ve been searching for all our lives are actually lying beneath our noses. We just forgot to look at ourselves first.