All our friends were hanging out together and something happened, you said you had to go.

I lost all my sense and started screaming and shouting everything I’ve ever wanted to say to you.
How the only thing in the world is that I want you to be happy and if I can’t make you happy then I understand. I want you to get better and if someone else can help you more than I can then I respect that.

As I stood there screaming and crying I told you that I loved you and life seemed to stand still for a moment until you spoke. And you told me you loved me too.
I ran to you and we hugged and I just had to run my hands all over you because I was sure you weren’t really there, because how could you love me back? We stood there for the longest time crying and holding each other so tightly and you stroked my back in an effort to get me to stop crying.

I realize it was only a dream but I desperately wish it could have been real.

And then I only realize that if it was real I would only keep hurting the people I care most about. You and him.

When I get married I am going to post pictures all up and down Tumblr and if it doesn’t get as many reblogs as some of these shitty wedding pictures I see then I am going to scream and delete my tumblr.

I know I’m exaggerating but fuck off.

I just want to hold her and comfort her. But I know she doesn’t like being touched when she’s upset. I want to kiss her and play with her hair and hold her hand. I want to please her in every sense of the word. I want my name on her lips. I want her to be mine. I want to protect her from all the evils of the world yet I can’t. I love her. And the best and worst part is she’s my best friend.

I want to cuddle with him. To know that I am the girl that makes him the happiest. I want to see how my touch makes him feel. I love kissing him. I love holding his hand and just being around him brightens my day. I want to be his. I love him. And the worst part and best part is he’s my best friend.

Why did God give me two people that I cannot imagining living without? I love them both. I love them in different ways and for different reasons. They are not the same. They are separate in every way. Yet I love each of them so deeply that it would hurt me to my core to lose them.

I know that I could never really be with her because my family would never accept it. Her family would never accept it.

To be with him is so easy though. His family loves me and I them. My family loves him and he them. It’s a “normal” relationship.

I hate choosing him over her. And her over him. But if I let them both go, where does that leave me? Broken, alone, depressed and missing them. Why does love have to be so complicated?

For my best friend Jamie. In dedication to her dad, Paul.

He did the two things he loved most the day of his accident, playing golf and riding his motorcycle; and he went out with a bang. He will forever be in our hearts and minds. 

I love you Jamie and I know your dad did too. Make him proud<3

He made me chocolate covered strawberries with coconut knowing how much I love them and asked me to be his girlfriend <3 could a girl ask for much more than this?

they forgot sex on the left side.

i just want to meet a cute boy/girl that will sweep me off my feet. 

where are you all hiding?