Truth? 9045.) I’m scared of the power you have over me.

Laugh? Textsfromlastnight. 

(203): You were face down, at your computer, surrounded by beer bottles listening a bagpipes version of amazing grace.

(865): he looked upset that i wasn’t completely shaven. i reminded him he had begged. and beggars can’t be choosers.

(609): shes trying to light up her bowl in front of the fan. everytime it blows it out she just gives it a dirty look.

(402): I successfully cooked a taquito with a lighter! My stomach hurts now tho.. im either guna blame it on the undercooked taquito or im feeling guily about porkin my brothers gf a lil bit ago

(720): turns out Discover card thinks that if you spend $450 at four different liquor stores in one evening that the card “must have been stolen”

That was way harder then I thought it would be. At least it’s out in the open to him. There will be a weight lifted off my shoulders once he finally knows how I feel.

There’s always this one question that never stops running through my mind, no matter how much I would love for it to just go away. That question is.. Why? There’s always something ruining through my mind just to ask that question. And this time? It’s you. It will always be you, no matter how much other things will be asking me that question.. You’ll always be one of them. I can’t say how many times I’ve actually forced myself to forget about you, but there you are in who knows how many seconds later. Floating around in my head just wondering, Why? There’s no way for me to even comprehend an answer to the question when it’s about you. There’s so many things I can say about you that are completely out of this world, but then I think past that to all the things that you do to make me go fucking nuts. To where I can’t even think straight from how mad you make me at times. And then it comes again.. Why? .. Why do I keep coming back for you? .. Why do you make me so happy but, at the same time so enraged? .. Why is it you that I always want? .. Why do you keep showing up in my mind, when I know you’re not what I need.. But what I want? .. Those are some of the many more questions that make me go nuts in my mind. I can never come up to an answer to anything, it’s not possible for me to do. It’s a challenge that I, can’t over come. The worst part? I’m too headstrong to forget about any of it. I can’t let it go. I can’t let go of the fact that throughout everything we’ve been through, I keep coming back to you. I can’t get over the fact that I know you’d want anything to do with me. I can’t get over the fact that you’re the one who made me stronger when you left, made me know that I could be by myself, and not be even friends with you and be okay. Throughout all of the tears I’ve cried over you, and all the drama we’ve been through.. With a hundred percent truth. Ninty-nine percent dignity. And, zero percent hope.. I can still say that I do love you. Why?