Never-Ending Anger

I'm Adam. The only things that matter to me are Family/Friends/Music/UFC. I love to chat and meet new people. Follow for a follow I guess, ha.

[new text message/ 3:16 am]
I just drove 16 hours. I need to see you.

[new text message/ 2:09 am]
I’m drunk and I know I told you I didn’t want this anymore. But I want it. I want you. I’m sorry.

[new text message/ 12:13 pm]
Maybe if I could kiss you one more time everything would be alright.

[new text message/ 8:07 am]
Fuck. I shouldn’t have let you go.

[new text message/ 4:02 am]
Are you up? I miss you.

[new text message/ 4:05 am]
A lot.

[new text message/ 5:16 pm]
I saw something that reminded me of you and my throat caught fire.

[new text message/ 12:22 am]
I wish you were here.

[new text message/ 3:17 am]
I need you. Please call me back.

—9 texts I wish you’d send me even though I know I’ll probably never hear from you again  (via sedeuced)

(Source: extrasad, via greeneyedenvy)

I feel like if I didn’t have the store I would have moved away from all of this by now. Far away from all of this.

I got the answer. I’m not over you and that sucks.

I haven’t decided if I want you to be with someone that’s not me because I’m actually over you or if I need that so I can be over you. Wish I fucking knew.