It’s my fault for believing I meant something to you.
It’s my fault for thinking you would always be there for me.
What happened to all the good times?
We would talk, play, laugh, and tell jokes..
But I guess the joke’s on me,
Right? best friend means forever, bitch (via myth-called-love)
I want to rip out all of the veins in my body.
I want to destroy every inch of myself with a razor blade. (via dying-ohso-soon)
Anonymous said: I'm sorry you're going through the texting thing!):
Thanks love. :) sorry I’m bad at responding. New phone means no notifications to help me with my scattered brain