cherrys-acid:

I was in love with the thought of us together, I craved the feeling I felt in my dreams when you would whisper in my ear ‘I love you’. But then I woke up, my dream had sugar coated all the silent midnight tears, the serial killer butterflies in my stomach, and the smile that was created by the strings you held in both hands. I became your puppet, another toy for you to play with, once you out grew me I became the woody to your toy story. 

(via theglamoroussoul)

Why can’t I be there for her like she is for me? I really want to be. But when feelings are involved why would I want to hear about another chick? …taking steps back and I can do that. But I don’t think she wants that.

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