#95. Take a lie detector test... and pass.

Just remind yourself that you’re still here. You’re still standing up after being knocked down. The nights spent crying due to overthinking, the mornings throwing up from not sleeping, the recklessness that follows everything after- you’re still fucking here, baby. If that didn’t tear you to complete shreds, nothing will. Breathe in, breathe out. You’ve got your shit together.

I <3 these two.

driftcraze:

I just want to write something for you to get you back, but I don’t think you would even want to read it or even care. 

I did and you never read or cared. Stupid, stupid me.

I don’t want to reminisce on your shit anymore. I don’t want to think about what you said. I don’t want to be reminded of everything. Do something to take every fucking thing away. Please, I’m begging you. Let me forget you.

Most people let themselves fall too hard and fast. Me? I let distance come between me and another. I won’t let them get too close. Why am I like this? Why am I so hostile? I fucking hate myself. I swear, I thought I got better.

theurbanaffect:

Bonita…Bonita…Bonita

ATCQ <3

And in the back of my mind, the bottom on my heart, buried beneath everything, I have hope. I’ll see how far this pushes me, or how far this will take us. Right now, all I can do is move on and see what I have for the future. But I keep hoping that somehow, history will repeat itself. I do want it back.

There goes my wall.

I was out of the house by 930am.
Took the m79 Crosstown.
Got off at 3rd.
Walked to Lex and 77th.
Took the 6 Train to 51st.
Transfered to the M.
Got off at Rockefeller.
Signed off papers at school 1015am.
Got back on the 6.
Got off at Canal (Chinatown)
Bought art supplies at Pearl.
Found out one of my aunts were at the ER.
Got back on the 6.
Got off at 14th St (Union Square)
Transfered to the L train.
Got off at 1st Ave.
Walked to Veniero’s.
Bought my Uncle’s delicious looking cake. 
Took the m101 Ltd to 79th.
Walked to York/home at 100pm.
Dropped off my stuff.
Found a cockroach, cried, screamed, killed it. 
Met up with a friend.
Got the Lunch Special at Kobe’s -cali roll, 3 pc gyoza, entree (I got chicken katsu), rice, miso soup, and a salad, all for 8 bucks.
Then m79 Crosstown again.
Got off at Madison.
Took the m1 Ltd.
Went to Mount Sinai/ER.
Met a hot med student.
Caught up with my aunt.
Got dropped off.
Now, I’m home at last 930pm.

I fucking love her.

You’re cute, shy, with an ounce of cockiness. Seriously, you’re adorable. I don’t get why you’re still single.