I woke up with you on my mind.
You called me babe last night —
my heart is still pounding.
Today I realized we won’t work.
What we are is hurting her.
And I think she matters more to me than you do.
I broke things off with you today.
She barely said a word.
I’ve never regretted anything more than this.
I shouldn’t have sent that message.
You shouldn’t have been so okay with receiving it.
I almost messaged you today.
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.
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.
this is how god hollahs
reblog while you still can
it’s gotten to that point where I’m overly sarcastic yet people think I’m the most hilarious being to have ever graced their existence??????
Trump: I’m a gentlemen
Originally posted by donniefuckassdarko
during a math test:
me: my answer = 23
answer choices: 170, 195, 264, 362
me: well 170 is closest to 23, so that must be the answer