m.t.//excerpt from a book i won’t write (via iwontwrite)
do you ever like a song so much that just listening to it doesn’t feel like enough?? like you feel like you actually want to inhale it?? idk is this weird i don’t really know how else to describe it
used
It’s 1 in the morning
He sent me a message
Questions were created
Feelings have been shattered
I feel hurt
I felt pain in my heart
Like those words stabbed me
It’s not what you think
It’s not I HATE YOU
Or not even We’re over
Because we’re not a couple
He’s still courting me or what so ever
He used me to get away from his friends
Like used me
Like I feel anger
I feel betrayed
I feel like I’m just a toy for him
He asked me a favor
If I can send him a message saying,
Come here at my house already
Like that, in order for his friends to let him go home
They believed him and so he went home
Then I was like okay fine yun lang naman
And he sent a message saying he’ll post a picture or a post or something
Saying he’s a fuckboy that he really went here
In order for his friends to truly believe him
WTF
WTF
WTF
But he said that he’s not really a fuckboy
AND GUESS WHAT I DIDN’T REPLY
I WAS FUCKING HURT!
Like I asked myself,
AM I JUST A FUCKING TOY FOR HIM?
Like maybe I was just a bet
Maybe if I’ll let him in
And get my V
Then he’ll win or what ever
Like those fucking cliché stories
THE SAD PART IS
I was starting to fall for him
Like I believed all the words he said
Like I dunno
I don’t want to judge
But damn
WRONG MOVE FOR HIM
WRONG
SUPER WRONG
He created a wall
And now
I don’t know if I’ll give him a chance
Or maybe I’ll stop this right now already
URGGGG
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