We broke up because I believed that I could change you. I believed that I was the one that you would love as much as I loved you. We broke up because I loved you more.
“And maybe she had certain beliefs that if you love somebody, you’re gonna like them too. And that isn’t necessarily true.”
I loved you so much that I couldn’t keep my eyes off of you. You just didn’t see me.
we broke up because you never held my hand as tight as i held yours.
dating you was like a really long job interview, or audition.
We broke up because I was drizzle and she was a sharknado.
Don’t be slutty, don’t have sex. But be sexy. If you’re too sexy though and you get raped, then that’s you’re own fault because you’re not actually supposed to listen to us about being sexy, even though we tell you your value is derived from how sexy you are. If you get into a position of power, we will assume that you used your sex appeal to get there and not your brains and we will mock you even though we told you the only thing that mattered was your sex appeal. Make yourself accessible to me, but holy shit stop being so desperate and needy. Don’t be a tease. If we want to have sex with you, don’t friendzone us, even though we just fucking told you not to have sex.
It’s like drowning but you just won’t fucking die.