The one thing I wanted to hear for a month… I hear it and now I’m in bed with the Olivia Pope face
Okay. Ima be cool. Make no moves. If he’s for real then he’ll show it.
So I’m telling myself “Do not fall for the fuckery.” Cuz talking to your ex for 2 hours will lead you to fuckery. Cuz you’re standing there with each other apologizing in vague terms, reminding each other why you liked one another in the first place, smiling at each other and hating each other at the same time. Because for real you can’t stand each other. He’s a liar and he thinks you’re crazy. But the draw is still there. And you may not be in love anymore. But the draw is there. And you hear the lies and the same rhetoric: “Nah I don’t fuck with any of these broads. She and I aren’t together. Maybe in a few more months we can get this right.” You tell yourself to stop it; don’t listen. It’s all lies. But the addict part of your brain takes it all in and runs with it and there’s a slew of maybes. Those maybes slide from his mouth: I still kinda like you. If you fuck with me maybe we should have lunch or dinner. And you don’t have his number and he doesn’t have yours but you both remember the others. That’s how much you miss each other. It’s annoying and sad and you don’t like it… At all. But you kinda hope he texts you. And you kinda wanna have dinner. And you kinda hope he either changed or you’ve been wrong. But you know better: People don’t change. Everyone lies.
fucking tears bruh !!!
This every girl ever tho
Swear they can deepthroat but can’t do shit but apologize for talkin shit
lmfaooo never had this problem but hilarious