Girl’s phone is ringing
Girl: Hello ?
Boy: Hey..
Girl: You okay ?
Boy: Meet me at the park.
They meet at the park.
Girl: Are you okay ?
Boy: Yeah..
Girl: Are you sure..?
Boy: As a matter of fact, I’m not. I’ve been sitting here for the past two years, to only see you get hurt by jerks. I’ve always been here for you, & I’m glad to be. But when I see you cry about guys that DON’T deserve you, I wonder “I could treat you so much better.” But, no. I’m not gonna force you to have feelings for me. I just wanted to let you know, that I’ll always be here. No. Matter. What.
Girl: …
Boy: What’s wrong ?
Girl: Nothing..
Boy: Nothing will be wrong from here on out, I promise. Just answer this question.
Girl: Yes ?
Boy: Will you be my girlfriend ?
Girl: What ? Please don’t pull an April Fools on me.
Boy: I’m not playing around, I asked you out on April 1st for a reason.
Girl: And that reason is ?
Boy: To show the world that my love for you isn’t a joke.
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I wonder if you know yet that you’ll leave me. That you
are a child playing with matches and I have a paper body.
You will meet a girl with a softer voice and stronger arms and she
will not have violent secrets or an affection for red wine or eyes
that never stay dry. You will fall into her bed and I’ll go back
to spending Friday nights with boys who never learn my last name.
I have chased off every fool who has tried to sleep beside me
You think it’s romantic to fuck the girl who writes poems about you.
You think I’ll understand your sadness because I live inside my own.
But I will show up at your door at 2 am, wild-eyed and sleepless.
and try and find some semblance of peace in your breastbone
and you will not let me in. You will tell me to go home.
A guy and a girl can be just friends, but at one point or another, they will fall for each other. Maybe temporarily, maybe at the wrong time, maybe too late, or maybe forever.
I’m really jealous of girls that …
Look good while doing anything. Like,
- Pretty girl eating food messily = cute.
- Me eating food messily = fatass.
- Pretty girl sleeping = princess.
- Me sleeping = slob.
- Pretty girl making ugly faces = still pretty.
- Me making ugly faces = ugly.
- Pretty girl’s candid pictures = gorgeous.
- My candid pictures = nasty.
A girl can only..
becauseyouarenthere: defectivemarionette: julibaby:
A girl can only wait for a guy, for so long, that one day, she’ll get tired of waiting and leaves. A girl can only give you so many chances, that one day, her heart isn’t willing to take another heartbreak, anymore. A girl can only cry so much, that once she runs out of tears, she gets up, and realizes she needs to stay strong, and forgets about your ass. A girl can only put up with so many lies, so many bullshit, that sooner or later, she will stand up for herself. A girl can only get played, so many times, that one day.. she decides she can’t put up with this, and becomes afraid to love again. A girl can only put up with so many “I’m sorry”s, that one day, sorry will never be enough. A girl can only listen to your words, for so long, that one day, she will get tired of just hearing words and she will soon look for some action. A girl can only get her hopes up so many times, when you tell her you’re going to do this and that, that she’ll get tired of being left disappointed, and move on. A girl can only get treated so bad, that one day, an amazing man will walk into her life, and he will treat her way better than you ever did.
It’s your lost. And you’re going to regret it.
Best Friends.
Boy and Girl on the phone at 2am in the morning.
Boy: (Falls asleep.)
Girl: Hello? Are you sleeping?
Boy: (No response.)
Girl: Hm. I’ve been meaning to tell you that… I love you. I’m in love with you. Uh, I always have been. Um. I wish I could tell you this when you’re conscious. But..
Boy: (Groggy) Mm, hello?
Girl: Oh, hiii?
Boy: I love you, too.
OHH HOW I WISH :(
I am not the prettiest girl in the crowd nor am I the smartest. I have always been that average girl that is friends with the popular ones. Some things that they have, I wish it for myself sometimes. I tried to fit in, I failed. So I told myself, enough trying to be someone else. I just want to be me.
I have insecurities but I choose not to talk about it because I don’t want to be that annoying girl that dwells on it every single time I look into the mirror and I believe God won’t like it. And I won’t because what is the point of finding every single bad point of yourself and then dwelling on it? Why make yourself feel worst? Isn’t it enough when people already make you feel so?
I used to be someone who loved with all her heart. Someone who gave, and gave…and gave. But things happen. And I lost that part of me.
And I am not liking the person I am today, especially that part. Every single thing that has changed me still lives inside me. And I am trying so damn hard to let it go because till today, it hurts. So damn bad.
Every day is a damn battle. You know what’s the hardest battle? Battling myself.
