:) Ryan Matthew Russo. 12/6/16 22.
I’m one with the force the force is with me I’m one with the force the force is with me I’m one with the force the force is with me I’m one with the force the force is with me I’m one with the force the force is with me I’m one with the force the force is with me I’m one with the force the force is with me I’m one with the force the force is with me I’m one with the force the force is with me
Me: *gets anxious*
Me: chill
Me: *gets jealous*
Me: chill
Me: *overthinks*
Me: chill
Me: *gets clingy*
Me: chill
But I don’t want small talk. Text me, and without saying hello, tell me why you got so angry at your sister this morning. Tell me why you have a scar shaped like Europe on the left side of your neck. Send me paragraphs about the time you spent at your grandmother’s house that one summer. Call me when I’m half asleep and tell me why you believe in God. Tell me about the first time you saw your dad cry. Go on for hours about things that may not seem important because I promise that I’ll be hanging on to every word you say. Tell me everything. I don’t want someone who just talks about the weather.
i don’t think people understand that people can ‘love’ you and not actually love you
like my grandmother ‘loved’ me, but she also was always trying to change me. she tried to take me away from my (catholic bisexual) mother. she made me wear dresses when i was there. she always tried to get me to go to church and was always asking me if i was dating a boy yet
i spent years feeling guilty that i wasn’t what she wanted me to be until my mom told me one day “she never bothered to know the real you”
and it’s true. any time i tried to show her something about myself, even cook for her, it would be dismissed, and a replacement would be offered. even northern food was somehow a sin.
she loved me what she thought i should be, she never loved me.
bc people who love you, they love you for all the stuff that makes you you. they never consider that it makes you inconvenient.
“It was true: the other mother loved her. But she loved Coraline as a miser loves money, or a dragon loves its gold.“
Loving someone like a prized possession is a very different thing from loving someone like a person you care about.
THIS THO
This is so true…
If you call pedophilia a kink please unfollow me and never talk to me again
Isn’t it disgusting that 23 people just unfollowed me
Unfollow me too
Unfollow me too
if a guys dick is above 8 inches like. . slap me with it or something or let me pose next to it for snap chat filters but don’t u dare stick that sh*t in me . . Bitch go fuck a whole roasted chicken not me u ain’t demolishing my walls
Well ….call me a roasted chicken then
i remember in second grade i got a new purple sharpener and this girl who i was “friends” with asked me to have it and I was like ???? no my mom just bought this for me yesterday and she said “if you dont give me the sharpener we’re not friends anymore” and i just said “okay” and she was like “So you’re giving me the sharpener??” and i was like “why are you talking to me? we’re not friends” and i wish i was still as savage as i was back then
fr tho, communication is so important to me. tell me what u want from
me, tell me how i make u feel, be real with me, be real with ur soul
