me: *gets upset at you*
me: *tells you I’m mad in the most passive aggressive way possible*
me: *apologizes for getting upset before you even have a chance to respond*
me: *invalidates my own emotions*
me: *gets upset at you for not caring more that I was upset*
me: *gets upset at myself for being shitty*
me: *dissociates*
If you date me, you’re dating my loud laugh. You’re dating my constant nervousness. You’re dating my happiness for little things like flowers or drawings of dogs. My 2 AM sadness. My once a month period pains. My overwhelming thoughts that make me panic. If you date me, you’re dating everything about me. And if you can’t deal with everything about me, don’t even bother.
My desires in a relationship have changed over time. I no longer want someone who promises to always love me and never leave me, I need someone who understands that life happens and sometimes things don’t work out. I don’t want someone who sugar coats things and never gets angry with me, I need someone to tell me how it really is and put me in my place. I need to be able to go five hours without talking to you and not feel lost or incomplete. I am complete without you. But with you, I want to be so much better. I want to be stronger with you. I want us to grow together and help each other grow individually. I don’t need you, but I really fucking want you. And this may not work out, but the fact that you understand all of this and this how our relationship works, makes me think we’ve got a pretty good shot.
honestly people confessing their feelings to me is the cutest thing like yes send me that risky text or call me at 3 am or hurridly tell me what you’ve been too scared to say with red cheeks and a shaky voice fuck anything that lets me know you feel the same instead of leaving me to guess because i’m so tired of wondering whether people are coming or going
I want to know you. I don’t mean your favorite color, food, and your middle name. I want to know those, too but I mean, tell me about the time you broke your arm learning to ride a bike. Tell me the nightmares you have, the struggles you’ve dealt with, if you ever feel alone. Tell me if there’s a voice in your head that tells you “you’re not good enough”. Tell me your secrets, your thoughts, about your childhood, if you sucked your thumb. Tell me about your first love and heartbreak. I want to know everything and I won’t settle for less.
Because if I date you, I want it to last. If I date you, I’m dating you for a reason.Stay.
Wake me in the morning with your lips pressed to my neck.
Stay.
Love the darkest parts of me.
Don’t go.
Bruise me with your mouth.
Leave bite marks on my shoulder.
Fingerprints on my hips.
Bags under my eyes from keeping me up all night.
Stay.
Stay.
Please. Stay.
I’m the type that loves clingy. You can’t sleep at 3 am, maybe 4? That’s okay, call me. I don’t mind if you wake me up. You’re never annoying to me, no matter how many times you call or text me. I love it. I love that you care so much.
I’m the type that loves clingy. You can’t sleep at 3 am, maybe 4? That’s okay, call me. I don’t mind if you wake me up. You’re never annoying to me, no matter how many times you call or text me. I love it. I love that you care so much.
