I like the weirdest people.

Fuck crushes. I mean, they’re great.. I love the giddy little moments. But when it comes down to it, there’s no point in crushes. And that goes for me crushing on others as well as others crushing on me. I’m at the point where I just want to settle into a decent relationship for a good long while. 

I look at you and all I feel is pity. Much, much pity. You put yourself in the position that you’re currently in. No matter how much you try to convince yourself that he was wrong, he wasn’t. You were, and you know it. He can’t help you anymore. He never could. Please, for all of us.. please just get over yourself. Realize that he’s made his choice and there isn’t a thing in the world you could do to change his mind. And please, stop acting like you’re so untouched in this. It would do us all so much good. Please. Stop. 

But at this point, everything that you do, everything that you say, everything about you.. it all disgusts me.