it makes me super happy

anonymous asked:

Hey man thanks for being a beacon of sturdy you helped me get through some hard times with an emotionally abusive relationship and the feelings of the breakup like thanks my dude I really appreciate you ✌️

that makes me super happy!! Glad you’re doing so well, lovely ❤️😤

anonymous asked:

Ive had this inside me since i met her, but i know that i cant tell her cause not even i am sure about it and i dont want to fuck things up. I have never been in a relationship and when i met her i fell in love with her and then she fell in love with me. The thing is that some times idk if i really love her or if its just to fill that empty hole inside me because she makes me super happy and i love her so much, but some times i wonder if its really love or if its just to fill that hole?

“she makes me super happy and I love her so much” that’s all that counts right now. Don’t worry about it. 

anonymous asked:

What makes you happy? Give this to a bunch of followers and/or people you follow!

A lot of things make me happy! Today I was super happy that it was warm enough where I live that I could walk outside on my breaks at work. There was a lovely breeze, and I saw a REALLY fluffy squirrel. Like, so much fur. It must have still had its winter coat, which makes sense as it’s still February. But really. SO FLUFFY. It was like a plushy animal running across the road. Made me happy for hours.

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.
Move on, leave, run away, escape this place… but don’t forget about me, about us, about this town. Always remember where you come from so you can appreciate how far you’ve come.
—  c.j.n.