gendercake:

imperfekct:

gendercake:

i stopped believing in things once trix cereal stopped being shaped like fruit

What if they still are shaped like fruit but trix is for kids and we’re not kids anymore so we just see boring cereal?

fuck

(via trevorplouffe)

july’s hot summer nights and the breeze through the passenger seat

your hand crossing the center console in attempts to grab my hand

we are so different, but so perfect and so right

and that was years ago when I was naive and all caught up in you

all caught up in your words, your emotions

I guess hurt does a number on someone’s soul

even after all this time, I attached to you, stuck like magnets

we find ourselves searching for each other

maybe we are playing games with reality

but life is too short to ever waste asking why?

i know the place i sit in your mind, in your life

and I always thought we were different, always thought we’d be more than this

some things just can’t be lied about

I don’t even try with you anymore, I just let the cards fall

i let you keep your score and come crawling when you feel lonely

I take you in even when I am in love with someone else

I always taken you, make time for you, build a moment around your existence

I tell you everything about my life, myself, my thoughts, the places I’ve been

never meant a single “I love you” and never meant to get all tied up

some things can’t be ignored.

I sit here, torn between our reality and the one I am dealing with.

I guess I am all sorts of fucked up.