My brother told me he was coming to my town to skin me alive. I went to the police, but there is nothing they can do until they see him in town but drive by. I don’t have a friends house to go to and my husband is gone for two weeks.
I really need a friend right now. My brother has always been very violent. Fuck.
Fuckk. I’m fucking scared.
I am so ravishly in love with Jeric that I have been sitting around for 3 hours listening to love songs and crying because I miss him so much. And this is only my first night of 6 without him. I am proud to say this publicly because I was alone for 20 years before he came along. We are so incredibly different that I still get to be excited about meeting people like me. We argue and storm away from each other. But the storm always passes. He works hard and he loves me.
But I know I’ll always love him a little more. He was my first boyfriend, my first love, my husband, and the father of my child. Spending the rest of my life with him is going to be way too easy, but just because it’s easy to be with him doesn’t mean it’s not interesting.
Thanks for loving me.
All of me.
I love you.
it’s okay to cry // songs to listen to when everything is just too much and you need a good cry [listen]
"Paramore has sold out"
"Hayley dresses like a slut"
"I miss the OLD Paramore"
"Hayley’s hair is so fucking ugly now I hate it!"
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