I am the kind of person who doesn’t make a scene when someone spills a drink on me.I am the kind of person who doesn’t care when someone accidentally spits somewhere.I am the kind of person who is willing to wait if that means we have an understanding.
“Don’t attach yourself to anyone who shows you the least bit of attention because you’re lonely. Loneliness is the human condition. No one is ever going to fill that space”—from white oleander, by janet fitch (via horreure)
you make me realize what it feels like to be counted upon.
the feeling of being missed, having someone rely on your word.
I wish I could have made a better effort. I wish I was there when you needed me.
But I’m still here, I promise, just busy falling in love, and I miss you.