blue-eyed-honey:

Both with my girl best friend and my boy best friend. Lol

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Don’t sit here and wait for the sixteen year old girl you meet four years ago. She’s not coming back. She was just young and envy. She let you control her like a robot. You pushed the button on the controller and she did what you wanted. She never yelled and never spoke her mind. She just agreed. She listened to everything you said because she was afraid. Afraid that if she didn’t, she would cause destruction to the relationship.
She can no longer take your puppet game. She can no longer let you speak for her. She has come to her sense now and will fight back. Leave. Leave if you can’t handle it. Because that sixteen year old girl is NOT coming back.

Many people doubt my relationship. They tell me it will never work out, not now nor in the future. Not ever. Maybe they’re right. Maybe I’m just setting myself up for disaster. Maybe this road I’m traveling on will lead me nowhere, but a cliff where I fall 500 feet into raging water.
Yes, being single is fun. You have the freedom of doing what you want. You don’t have to answer to anyone. You come and go as you please. You get the chance to meet new people and go out on endless dates. It’s great. At that moment, it’s great. But it will get old. You’ll come home, drag yourself into bed, stare endlessly into the ceiling and be nothing but lonely.
I want to know that wherever I am, someone’s missing me. That everytime I come home, I’m coming home to someone. Someone who loves me. Someone who is mine.
I admit, my relationship isn’t perfect. It has flaws. We argue and disagree. We break up, a lot. But we also get back, a lot. It’s a roller coaster ride racing at 100 mph. It has twists, turns and loop de loops. It makes me want to throw up sometimes, but I’m too addicted. It’s a ride that I never want to get off.
I know there’s only so much a person can take before they break. And I know they’re just trying to help me get out before I fall deep into this hole, but I’ve already fallen too deep. I know their intentions are for the best. They don’t want to see me hurt. but all I really hear is poison.
I’m sorry. I’m sorry, but I’m going to fight for him until my sword breaks, until my armor falls apart and until my heart bleeds. Many people say, “if its meant to be, it will happen.” but what if its up to you? What if youre suppose to make it happen? What if the fate of your relationship rests in the palm of your hand?
Maybe it won’t end in my favor. Maybe, I’ll never stop hearing the phrase, “I told you so.” but then, maybe, if I keep pushing through, through this rough relationship of mine, maybe it will succeed. Maybe we’ll come out on top.
Only time will tell. And until then I will be right here, my hand in his, fighting our way to the top:)

Forever&ever ml&ox

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tradinashesforbueaty:

I think we already won. :)

tradinashesforbueaty:

found this in my phone, my best friend in law wrote this. guess it was for the wrong booger, but this made me go awe. lol.

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Today went from great to being horrible. I need to get out of the house and away from everyone for a bit.

til the day the ocean doesn’t touch the sand,

i’ll always be a BackStreet fan;))

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