I told you everything that I’ve been feeling, and you ignore me again.

I JUST want you to talk to me. I dammit Ronald. I just didn’t want to be shut out.

I used to be so scared to go home because I thought you would be hanging out with Dyneka. That you were cheating on me. I was probably right too, i don’t want to know what extent…but then for you to ‘joke’ that we should break up for the next five days… that’s not even a joke to me. 

FUCKING DAMMIT Ronald. I love you so fucking much. Why don’t you make being together an easy decision? Why can’t you just care about me? 

Supposed to Be

dearoldlove:

I wasn’t supposed to be alone. We were supposed to be in this together.

I’m sorry for jumping to conclusions. It’s just better to be safe than sorry. I just idk. I think I think the worst.

timetravelingg:

Pretty much.

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Dear Ronald,

I’m sorry to bother you. Seems like that’s what I am to you. A bother, an obligation, something you must attend to so you can get on with your life.  

Sorry that I ask too much of you to just tell me about yourself. Sorry that I don’t even ask you to ask me about how I’m doing. Sorry I want you. 

Sincerely,

Vandana

Never Was

dearoldlove:

You weren’t there, you never were. 

mesarrasin:

Just need someone from the opposite sex to prove me wrong, for once

I can’t stop crying when I think about you. I want to stop……

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Trifecta

dearoldlove:

You are my dearest friend, my fondest memory, my worst nightmare.