"Tell her she’s beautiful when you’re eating her out."- (via phuckindope)
I didn’t want to be with you. Because I knew we were better off as friends. Love was forced. And look. We’re not even friends. I mean we are. But it’s that we will never be close again. It was like a gun being held to my face. Hoping you wouldn’t pull the trigger. Now I’m dead. This is why I say you don’t care. Because we are far from what we once was. A friend.