Sassy McSassypants says hey.
Good to see Elijah Wood’s career has taken off since Lord of the Rings.
I fucking love this show it’s amazing
— Unknown (via perfect)
I want a love like Greg and Terrys.
I wish I had the ability to make boys really nervous
holding a really sharp knife to their neck usuallly does the trick for me
the scary thing about dating is that you are either going to marry that person or break up
if you don’t have a crush on me you should probably reevaluate your priorities because i’m perfect
“New York’s hottest club is PANTS.”
There are things I want to say. Things I want to say about what I let happen to myself.
I want to say that I do not regret the last six months. They were good for me. It was an experience that I needed to have. I am happy that it was only six months, though. I am happy that it didn’t go too far. That I didn’t let it consume me. And most importantly, that I didn’t let it break me.
When you’re in a relationship - of any kind - and you have thoughts and realizations like knowing that you would turn your life upside down and inside out to make the other person smile and you know that they wouldn’t even glance out of their comfort zone for you, that’s a serious red flag. It shows that you know that you’re more invested in him than he is in you. And that big a discrepancy in affection is not acceptable.
When you know for a fact that you’re just a passing amusement and he’s just passing the time, waiting on the next girl who will inevitably end in a train wreck, that is a red flag, too. It’s ridiculous to let yourself be used for the amusement of another. If he’s waiting on the next girl, he isn’t giving you any attention. You deserve attention for who you are. I deserve attention for who I am. I should not be a consolation prize. I should be the gold medal.
It took me a little while to realize that I am worth more than someone else’s amusement. I was so grateful that I was getting any attention at all from a guy, that I let it get out of hand. I let myself think that I was only worth what little I could soak up while it was being offered, just thinking that I would treasure the memories as I grew old and died alone. That I was lucky to get the scraps. That while I was making his life better, he was sucking the happiness out of mine.
That is fucked up. And when it ended, he halfheartedly told me that I shouldn’t think that way about myself. That he didn’t believe it was true. That I was worth more than I thought I was. I honestly think that if he thought that, he wouldn’t have used me and then tossed me away.
But it doesn’t matter what he thinks. It matters what I think. And I think that I am worth more. More than he was willing to give. More than I was willing to accept. I am worth the world.
I’m done turning my life upside down trying to help him turn his right side up. I’m done pouring all of my energy into being positive for the both of us when he can’t even bother to say thank you for turning on a light in the darkness. I’m done. I would love to still be a part in his life, but it has to be from a distance. I can’t get that involved again. It’s not that I don’t trust myself, it’s that I don’t trust him. I don’t trust that he won’t take advantage of my trust and love again just as soon as he has a chance or whim to do so.
I wish only good things for him in his life. I want him to go to school and get a better job and make a better life for himself and hopefully his daughter. I hope that he finishes writing his book and sells it and the movie rights and I hope he keeps writing after that. I want him to accept the things he needs to change about himself and make the necessary changes to make his life better. I want him to be able to accept happiness and love in his life. I wish him all the best.
But I can’t be the one to bring those things about for him. Not anymore. He is no longer my responsibility. He is his own responsibility. I hope everything works out.
Nothing like being thrown away like trash to make a Taylor Swift song really hit home.
I see so many red flags and I feel like it’s getting to the point where now I’m just thinking how pretty the colors are.