ex boyfriends i miss

Types Of Friends When A Boy Fucks You Over

The Rihanna-  Fuck’s up your ex’s car in broad daylight and waits for him to come out so he knows it was her

Originally posted by genniside

The Nicki Minaj- Dresses you up in her clothes with your titties and ass all out. Records videos of you in the club dancing up on some dude, posts them to instagram and tags your ex in all of them

Originally posted by minajsreign

The Beyoncé- Tells you to forget him and not worry about him. Then, coincidentally a week later his car gets repossessed, he loses his job, leg gets broken in three different places and he’s living back with his mama and can’t qualify for unemployment

Originally posted by tidemaker

The Naomi Campbell- Hooks you up with her man’s wealthy friend. Is always sure to let your ex know what your new man has bought you

Originally posted by klossfilms

The Viola Davis- Has a sit down with your ex and gives him a lecture of how disgusting of a person he is and she doesn’t let him get a word in. Tells him he owes you an apology and after that to never speak to you again or she will have more than words ready for him next time. Ends conversation with “are we clear?”

Originally posted by jmsv

The Cardi B- Literally will kill him

Originally posted by thefadeiscrazy

The Lil Kim- Gets her brother and his friends to jump him

Originally posted by halalboyfriend

The Tiffany ‘New York’ Pollard- Shows up to his job,cusses him out and gets him fired. Will wait for him out in the parking lot to cuss him out some more

Originally posted by realitytvgifs

“I can’t give you anything. You deserve better than that.”

I looked down at the floor with teary eyes, whispering softly, “I never wanted you to give me anything. I just wanted you.”

—  I still do
You are so lucky if you have someone with a broken heart, untouched for years, loving you.

Keep them safe.

—  excerpt from a book I will never write #81
never in a million years did i think i’d write one of these about you. i never thought you’d actually leave. i guess things change huh?
i was looking through old photos of you the other day and i came across my favourite one of you. it was your seventeenth birthday and you’re with your sister, smiling from ear to ear. and i began to wonder, what happened to him? to the boy who loved me with everything he had. to that happy happy boy. honestly what happened to us? to the couple who never ever fought. to the couple who couldn’t go a day without talking to each other. i’m sorry it’s gotten to this. i didn’t want it to. i was fighting i was trying so fucking hard to fix this, to fix us. but you never saw that. and if you did, i guess my best wasn’t good enough. the fact that you’ve walked away and chosen someone else over me, hurts. i can’t believe we are here again. you choosing to love another person instead of loving me. don’t say you’re not because baby you are. look at us. we are even fucking speaking and that’s on you. you’ve taken my best friend away from me. for that i can never forgive you.
all of this aside, i hope you know on the night before my wedding if i run into you in a bar ill still walk out that door.
always and forever
—  letters to the ones who left #9// 4am
Take care of him. Please.
—  To the new girl
i miss how we used to talk. i miss our calls. i miss our night conversations where we just talked about random stuff. i miss the days where we just sat there and looked at each other because that’s all that mattered. i miss how we used to spill tea. i miss how you would tell me to wake you up an hour later but that was just an excuse so we could talk. i miss the times where i could make you smile and forget about everything else. i miss the nights where we laughed what was left of our heart and soul out. i miss going to sleep knowing you were still mine the next day. i miss seeing your face right before i say goodnight. i miss your goodnight texts. i miss your smiley faces. i miss everything about you. i miss you.
—  one of those nights
Don't you dare telling me that I was a bad friend, when even in my lowest moments I tried to put you back together even though I was broken into a million pieces.

a piece of me
still loves you,

a part of me
still holds onto us.
unable to let go,
unable to clear my mind of you.
unable to peel off your name
that’s engraved in my heart
and the heaviness that follows with every letter that falls
all the memories
and all the laughter.

All the love.

Not wanting to cut the cord that
connects me with you
Not wanting to forget
the way you used to look at me
and the butterflies that made it hard to breathe
but helped me learn to fly again.


Not willing to let go of the map that leads to you
cause our paths were meant to intersect

I ran in the opposite direction but
Everything leads back to you,
and the way you kissed me that night.

My first kiss, my first love.
More than anything
wanting you to be my last.

But this time seems like the last,

I need to let you go
because you already did
you
are not there
you
are not here
and I need to remind my heart
that
you
are not
mine
anymore.

—  a stained heart | 02.15.14 | (this-wastedlove)
You really fucked me up, you know that? I constantly type messages and go to press send, and then remember you don’t actually care. I constantly looked down your street everytime I drive by in case I see the tiniest bit of you, even though I know you wouldn’t do the same. I constantly look at photos of us and remind myself of memories, and I know that you wouldn’t dare to even think of them. I constantly remember every detail about you from your blue eyes to your horrible laugh, and you don’t even give me a second thought. That’s the difference between me and you, that was always the difference between me and you. I treasured every possible moment I could because I thought it was forever, you didn’t because you thought of me as an object that would pass time.
—  I’m tired of feeling this way
We all have that one person we’d stay up late for. Only them. Why? Because they’re the only person who can make you smile through a text. The only person who gives you genuine butterflies. The only person you’d lose sleep for.
—  And now you’re gone
I’m never going to stay up all night on the phone with him, and I’m still trying to get used to the fact that the next person he holds won’t be me.
He’s never going to text me, and I’m still trying to train myself to stop wondering if there’s even a slightest chance he would.
—  a.a.
I wonder… m.k.j.
Learning to be okay without him is weird.
I swear I’ll be fine for weeks,
but one morning I’ll wake up
and my heart feels heavy for no reason at all
And I feel like I lost him all over again.
It’s just hard, you know?
Thinking you’re making all this progress only for it to be ruined when you see someone else brush their hair out of their eyes the same way he used to.
One little thing, and bam-
You start thinking that you’ll never be able to live without hearing his laugh ever again.
—  I’m okay, but I’m not really okay