With sides comes dizzing complications.
The whole situation reminds you never to date your friends or only date your friends. Should you be with someone completely opposite of you? ,or perhaps a likeminded similar person? I know i am not ever going to figure this out, but it is still a thought that travels in and out of my membrane. Do we want someone that surprises us?
Sweet and Sour memories.
Take that first step. Fall. Trip. Fall again. Fuck you timblr and your damn inspirational quotes. I miss her I admit it. Yea it wasn’t perfect, but it was my type of clusterfuck/relationship. Now all the signs pointed that I should have ran from day one. Instead I jumped on that damn treadmill and ran until it sent me flying into the wall. Now I know I cooked my own goose, made my own bed, but there is two sides to all stories.
Sometimes you fall in love with the myth and ignore the reality. It’s a natural progression. Who really wants to experience something that they soak up as the truth? When really it’s a smoke screen lie, that someone else has to point out to you.
Drunk texts are so honest when you read them sober.
Violent, hurt, emotional
Colorful and sharp.
They cut my eyes as I read ‘em.
You can add tweets and snapchats as well
Art is refreshing