i think its dumb if drug dealers get sentenced to longer in prison than rapists?? like people ask for drugs but no one asks for rape???
Reblogging for the 1 million time because fucking realest thing I’ve read on tumblr.
I crave physical & emotional intimacy and affection and reassurance and belonging and love
One of the truest marks of adulthood is when you find yourself scheduling out a place and time to have a proper mental breakdown.
If you take too long to reply to me, I can’t promise how I’ll react. There’s a chance I start overthinking. That I’m not good enough. That I did something wrong and made you mad. That you suddenly changed your mind about me and you’re done with me. But the reason I act tho way is because I’m scared to lose you. That you’ll walk out of my life without an explanation, like many people already did.
Lately I’ve been on a rollercoaster. A lot of ups and downs. Trying to get a hold of my emotions, to understand them and to deal with them. One minute I’m fine, next second I’m overthinking everything in my life and can’t be happy. Lately nothing seems real and I’m not sure of anything. One thing I’m sure of is that I need you close.
I scream and shout for who I love and what I believe in. I get very passionate about things I care about, but I don’t give a fuck. I admit that I’m a little messed up. I can be very insecure at times and take it out on you. But I promise I can pretend I’m fine and nothing’s wrong in public.
I’m obsessive and I love too hard. I don’t love someone easily anymore, but wen I do, I love hard. Almost obsessed, even. I would do anything for you and make you happy. Put you first, make your happiness my priority. Put your wants and needs above mine.
I know I can be needy. Way too damn needy. I just love the feeling of being wanted and needed. I’m the kind of person who needs attention and validation. I want to feel good enough and wanted. I know people care about me, but I don’t mind to reminded every once in awhile.
I’m sorry that I’m up and down a lot. I’m sorry you have to put up with my mood swings. I’m sorry that you have to hear me tear myself down. I’m sorry that I think I’m not enough. I’m sorry that I need a lot of attention. I’m sorry that I immediately start thinking the worst when I don’t feel needed. I’m sorry for being needy. I’m sorry if I say sorry too much.
You can call me selfish, but after everything I’ve been through I can’t help it. I’m scared of opening up and tearing my walls down. I’m scared of being to vulnerable and end up hurt. I’m scared of giving too much love and stay left behind empty. I’m scared of loving too hard and not getting the love returned. But what you can trust is that once I love you, I love you so much. I won’t stop loving you anytime soon. You got me, I promise.
“I may think of you softly from time to time. But I’ll cut off my hand before I ever reach for you again.”
— Arthur Miller, The Crucible
(via wordsnquotes)
no offense but i’m literally starving for affection but when people give it to me i can’t accept it as valid because i’m worried i’ve manipulated their perception of me by only portraying myself a certain way and feeling like this portrayal of myself is an imposter and makes me disingenuous and not deserving of the affection they give me.
I hope you have a relationship that’s real for once and you are sure of where you are in their life. I hope you’re not a distraction or a past time or something to be used. But a love, a sweetheart, a muse. I hope you are something to somebody and that they are just as crazy about you as you are for them.
