Office by Alex Penny
...i mean hi!
The Perks of Being a Wallflower
Half of me wants you gone. Wants to never see you again. Doesn’t want to hear from you or even have your existence mentioned to me. Wants you to never hurt me again or trashtalk me or confuse me. For you and me both to move on and leave this behind, because as much as we deny it, the tension tells me that we both still feel something. Half of me just wants to stop thinking of you, stop remembering you, stop wishing to understand what’s going on in your head.
But then there’s the other half of me, that wants you so much it hurts. The one that can forgive everything that’s gone on if you could just admit that you want me too. The part that wonders whether you’re just scared, and the part that’s also petrified at the idea that all this chemistry is just in my head. It’s the half that has hope that we’re not over, and that maybe the time was just wrong. The half that will never stop loving you, no matter how many times you’ve hurt me or how many months pass without us talking.
And while I know halves are equal parts, the optimist in me always leans just a little more towards the last half, and that tells me that by the time all of this is actually through, my heart is going to be absolutely wrecked.
some kid on the street told me i looked like ariel last night. kinda made my night :)
(via forever90s)
I wish I was this girl..
(Source: technogifs)
