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You'd better know that in the end

then never to say what you need to

I've been afraid
of changing, 'cause I built my

LIFE AROUND YOU
but time makes you bolder.

You're finding yourself falling for a guy, but he isn't doing things for you that you would do for him. And your mind wants you to think that he's the one, but is he really?

You see, basically, you probably have a crush on a trash can.

What if every time he didn't text you back, you received a slice of moldy bread?

What if every time you saw him doing the special things he did with you, with another girl, you received an old banana peel?

If you had to eat an almost empty box of stale cereal for every time he lied to you and ignored you, your teeth would break off because the cereal is rock hard.

If you had a carton of rotten milk for every time he led you on, you'd probably die from the smell of that sh;t.

If you're reading this with being able to relate to most of these situations, and you're still thinking,"Oh, well he's still so perfect", stop romanticizing a container of spoiled vegetables.

No matter how mesmerizing his voice is, no matter how hot he may look with his hair a certain way, no matter how well he dresses, in the end, it's all...just...a pile of garbage.

And if he ever does these things or anything else that makes you hurt, ask yourself: are you in love with a human, or are you in love with a pile of waste?

You deserve better than a trashcan.

"1. When I walk into CVS, I know exactly where to find the band-aids. Four years of tearing yourself open and you get used to dragging yourself into your nearest drugstore with blood dripping down your sleeve while the employees pretend not to notice and smile at the wall behind you when they ring you up.
2. Swollen lips and sweaty “I love you’s” can make you feel again but god I don’t want to feel anything if it means having to sit there with my throat on fire while my ribs crack and splinter every part of my f*cking body when he stops calling back.
3. I told my mother I wanted to fall in love and she told me she would start planning my funeral.
4. Words get trapped inside my chest and their edges cut into my heart. I wish I could just tell you how much I f*cking miss you. I can’t stop bleeding.
5. My father always told me not to love someone with all of me because they’ll slam the door one night and forget to come home and they will take every fiber of my galactic being and leave me with nothing but the darkness in-between the stars.
6. There are plenty of ways to kill yourself, stick a gun to the back of your throat, fall asleep in the garage with the car on, jump into a river and let the rock in your chest where your heart used to be drag you to the bottom, smoke too many cigarettes, bleed yourself dry. I think the most effective way is kissing someone who’s name you will never be able to say without shaking.
7. You don’t drown in the ocean. You just become part of it. Your hair dissolves into waves, your lips turn to salt, your eyes melt into the sea. They say that drowning is peaceful but when I fell into you water rushed into my ribcage it was just a lot of choking and burning and thrashing and darkness.
8. When I told you I wanted you to f*ck me I didn’t mean f*ck me over.
9. Maybe you should come over. Maybe I should change the locks. I think I love you again.
10. I quit smoking because you could stop my hands from shaking just as well as a pack of cheap cigarettes but you rot my insides even worse."
-My parents keep asking why I haven’t gotten out of bed in two weeks