(Source: justlittlethings)

waterwicca:

• Stand yourself up
• Grab the present you brought for the birthday boy or girl
• Hold your head high
• And walk the fuck out of there

(Source: justlittlethings)

tonight i saw him on stage for the first time in over a year.

he made me laugh and lifted my heart right out of my chest. i saw his family, hugged his brother and sister and got the ”bro” hugs from all of his friends. it’s funny how that works, because just yesterday i was talking to my family about how it was fine with me that i hadn’t seen him or talked to him.

i looked in the program and saw his profile thanking his family, friends, and new girlfriend. (that used to be me.)

it’s like i know that i can’t love him and i know that he’s no good for me. i don’t want to date him, i truly have gotten over 99.4% of my feelings and that is a chapter that is long since been closed.

i still hold him in my heart, and he still gives me the smallest butterflies.

i guess “they” were right when they said that you don’t ever really get over your first love.

standing by your side is hard
when all i want to do is fall to the ground
you are lifted up on stage
while i am lost in the crowd

i used to think that darkness was okay
that my time would come another day
but i can’t wait for the light to find me

 i am lovely the way that i am.

 i need that to be enough for you, because its enough for me.

its summer.

i’m over the past related things, and i’m moving on. not only moving on but moving out. so.. i’m gonna try this whole blogging thing and i want to stick to it.

its whateva