My first relationship is over.

On Sunday I almost told him I loved him. I’m glad I didn’t. Because I don’t think I could stomach it now knowing that he still loves his ex and that he was cheating on me the whole time.

I’m strangely relieved, but still upset. I loved him and I wouldn’t take back the happiness I had when I was with him, and I hope one day he gets what he needs.

"You’ve become so damaged that when someone tries to give you what you deserve, you have no fucking idea how to respond."
- (via fuckinq)


me accepting the ice bucket challenge





Any salad can be a Caesar salad if you stab it enough