I don’t do this intentionally… I know I’m a disappointment and I’m sorry. All I do is let you down time and time again. I can’t tell you how sorry I am. I never wanted any of this. I know you wanted better for me in life but right now, I just don’t know what else to do. I feel physically sick but like you said, that’s clearly not the only thing that’s going on. I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I wish I knew. You think I’m incapable of emotion when really, I’m being overwhelmed by it. You think I hate you when I only hate myself.
when I commit to a person, I FUCKING COMMIT. if their depression, anxiety or life comes knocking, you bet your ass i’m at the door with a double sided axe waiting for a good fight.
you cant expect people, to always be happy, even if they are in love. because life doesn’t stop for anyone. But you can be there for the good fight.
We met when he was 15 and I remember looking at him and thinking he was offensively attractive. And it’s just gotten worse from there.
“But, Gus, my love, I cannot tell you how thankful I am for our little infinity. I wouldn’t trade it for the world. You gave me a forever within the numbered days, and I’m grateful.”
So. Yesterday when I was taking a break from panicking about Model UN, Brenton came over. I asked him to get an article I had printed out from the computer room. He opened the door and BOOM. A full-size cardboard cutout of a Weeping Angel. Think I’m a bad girlfriend now? Just wait! It gets better!! I gave him his birthday present shortly after. He opened the bag and immediately tossed it onto the floor and just glared at me while trying not to laugh. Mini statuette of a Weeping Angel. He wouldn’t look at it. Yeah, I know. I’m horrible. But it was hilarious. It was exactly the reaction I was expecting and not-so secretly hoping for. Absolutely perfect night. <3