anonymous asked:

can u recommend some good red aes blogs? ty!

oh boy!!! god i love so many!!!!

the stunning @partynextyou

the adorable @macaronya the kind

(and rly cute ah) @lavendersheetmask

the handsome @ariesthot (honestly??? tom’s looks are always on point???)

the ethereal @redroseclub

the enby boy that deserves the world (that’s probs baked rn) @heartbreakboy

@confidenceincolors has a fantastic blog and rly good music taste!!!

im love @bitterwine like :, an actual angel im so thankful

@sovd is a star

@redgf is so cool and just wow omgfjhhg and

@amgel he’s one of my fav ppl on here what a gift :,,,,,

i love love love love @eastafrician

@redpetals !!!!!!!!! hi cindy i love u

there’s also @2343red @redruber @red–skye @peppermint-bb @buteverythingisred @yeb1art these blogs are kinda like mine! but red blog

that have more lovecore

@haerts you guys don’t understand how much brighter my days are bc of ollie :“”“”“”“ what a good boy im :”“”“”“”“

then there’s @ccarl @candyhearts1 @lovecore @lovenovel (!!!) this is just off the top of my head!!

Originally posted by thedragoon

Monday 8:27am
I woke up with you on my mind.
You called me babe last night —
my heart is still pounding.

Tuesday 10:53pm
Today I realized we won’t work.
What we are is hurting her.
And I think she matters more to me than you do.

Wednesday 11:52pm
I broke things off with you today.
She barely said a word.
I’ve never regretted anything more than this.

Thursday 4:03pm
I shouldn’t have sent that message.
You shouldn’t have been so okay with receiving it.

Friday 9:57pm
I almost messaged you today.
I didn’t.

Saturday 8:49pm
I’m walking around town in search of alcohol.
They say that liquor numbs the pain of having a broken heart.
I want to put that to the test.

Sunday 2:32am
I heard you texted a girl you’ve never spoken to before.
I wonder if it’s because you’re trying to replace me.
I can’t help but wish you weren’t.
I thought I was irreplaceable.

—  a week with you on my mind, c.j.n.
Looking back, I can’t remember the truth. I blew everything out of proportion so I could feel the hurt and betrayal and write about it in vivid detail. It was my own method of torture. My own undoing; and I enjoyed every second of it.
—  c.j.n.