This is like installing Windows on a Mac.
I am physically required to reblog this or my heart will stop beating.
oh my god
i need a two hour long hug
"And sometimes I have kept my feelings to myself, because I could find no language to describe them in."
"I’m mad at myself, not you.
I’m mad for always being nice,
always apologizing for things I didn’t do,
for getting attached,
for making you my life,
depending on you,
wasting my time on you,
thinking about you, forgiving you, wishing for you, dreaming of you,
But most of all, for not hating you, which I know I should…
But I just can’t."
before you all start commenting about "zalfie, zalfie! […]" - we’re not in a relationship, we’re not together…