half of me is sappy and romantic and nice
and the other half is spiteful and mean and sick and twisted
i don’t understand
(Source: carasalimando)
Sometimes I think everything would have been better if I’d been hit by that lorry when I was 12.
Whenever I see that you’ve spoken to her I cry.
You don’t even speak to me the same way you do her half the time, and it upsets me so much.
Why can’t you understand that I don’t like you flirting with other girls the way you do? You already know I’m terrified of losing you and have trust issues, so why do this?
You upset me so much sometimes.
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