okay hear me out. yes he’s a first class asshole but he’s kinda 👀 /hj
I was inspired
I want you. I want us. I want it all. With you. Only you. ♡
he ended things with me today
note: it’s not his fault at all, it wasn’t mutual but it was for his own personal reasons which i understand but it still hurts
okay so this guy i’m dating told me to write him a poem bc i did ONE assignment on poetry for my english degree and he thinks i’m a poet.
fast forward weeks later and i finally thought of something that doesn’t start with “roses are red, violets are blue”
anyways i’m posting it here. idk if it’s any good, i trust tumblr not to judge me. yes it is sickeningly cute, i apologise in advance. (there is no title yet)
although we’ve known each other less than a while
everyday you make me smile
and that makes it worth every mile
that’s between us across this silly isle
p.s. idk whether to add any other stanzas or if it’s fine as it is 🥹
okay but, hear me out here, i actually had a relationship and it lasted and i wasn’t depressed
happy pride to canonically bisexual bob belcher
rewatching wwdits is so funny because how different Guillermo acts lmao. quietly saying "yes sir, yes master, okay master, very cool master" to "the only reason you're alive is because I let you live" pipeline ❤
i love him so much i’m in tears
ummm here’s a little something, idk if you’d call it a poem but oh welll
it happened quite fast
i didn’t really mind though
until it came to an end
an end i didn’t want
and i’m truly not mad
in fact i feel so selfish
because although you’re not ready
there just isn’t anyone else for me
how can i forget the calls and the facetimes
our first date, you wanted to meet my dad probably just to wind him up
i hope you keep the keyring i gave you
i can’t stop glancing at my phone
just in case you call or message
but i know that won’t happen
so for now, i’ll just miss you
this is khonshu btw 🥹
i miss my cat, khonshu, so here are some things about him that just make sense; he’s a black cat
would hide away and sneak on my other pets until he finally had his chance to just *BAP* and add a little bit of trauma to their lives
would never let me bathe him BUT would LOVE washing himself in dirty dish water ????
didn’t know how to meow so just grunted whenever he needed to make an announcement
would make a squeak whenever landing on any surface
cling onto my arm for dear life while we slept
25 • she/herhopeless romantic who writes poems and stuff about my silly little life
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