Why do you do this? You’re goal was to get in my head, well congrat-u-fucking-lations you did.
You put up such a front, but underneath it all… we all know that your heart is breaking.
But she also sensed it wasn’t enough. She wanted something else, something different, something more. Passion and romance, perhaps or maybe quiet conversations in candlelit rooms or perhaps something as simple as not being second.
the silence when the words won’t come are better than a hallelujah sometimes <3
Don’t confuse being classy with being a doormat. Classy is walking away with your head held high, graciously, and with all dignity. Being a doormat is offering to drive him to the dentist for his root canal